Mad So in the clubs, I get mad On the mic, I get mad On the beats, I get mad
Yo, I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm the Mad, mad up in the house
I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
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See, this is I'm sayin' and I know you don't see this Wack, MCs think they can see Kris They watchin' too much and they rocka This ain't the TV show "Taxi" and I Lotka
I break an MC off proper, yo, don't me Ask your Moms and Pops, yo, respect me But here you stand, to get yours but gettin' nothin' You probably spell "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I play for keeps, I play for streets, me Put down the microphone and a squeegie You're rated PG, I win when I begin I'm slammin' again, no win, try to comprehend, I bend
I ravage and damage, I'm wild like a I'm kickin' asses, hot flashes, style's with trash's out of my classes, punk, stay out of my classes
Yo, I got the Mad, mad up in the house I be chillin' the Mad, mad up in the house
I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the
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It's the pros in her I said it's the pros in her Fuck that It's up down in her
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap I got all type of MC tongue in a jar So here's a quick freestyle to my My audience, fuck the rest of the market
'Cause I it, styles, I loan shark it break your legs if you try to chart it I got heart, it doesn't take a lot to a record, get with it Some MCs rock for five minutes
Sorry, that's not the way to me Use caution, I rip up crews and MCs often You don't know this I give birth to MCs and I also abortions I'll do a number to your body
You look supper And I'm that hungry You don't be on the menu end you, twist you up and bend you like Gestapo
Pick up the microphone and up MC like a taco No, we're never sad because we nah with sorrow why dem challenge me Jah man you dem challenge trouble Me are number, one of me is no double And you want no trouble 'Cause Blastmaster KRS is lyrics on the double
I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm chillin' the Mad, mad up in the house
I'm with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house And I be coming the Mad, mad up in the house
Check, me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a in a party, man, me do me own ting Nuff MC but you don't hear vowel one All you hear is the BDP crew slap them up
We have the belt and lyrical cup Any DJ, want my title filled, no way now man, step up But when you lose, now understand you get up This ain't no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you Chuck
I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm with the Mad, mad crew up in the
And I be with the Mad, mad up in the house I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house
Kid got the Mad, mad up in the house Starr got the Mad, mad crew up in the
Ill got the Mad, mad up in the house Flavor got the Mad, mad crew up in the
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