NPG

Why I don't ever use the"N" word. ( nigger, nigga, nizzle ) Because i'm old school, and you can get smacked for this. I ain't no joke.

Rakim....kick them funky lyrics.

I ain't no joke, I use to let the mic smoke_ Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure it's broke
When i'm gone I wrote this song cuz I won't let_ Nobody press up and mess up to seen I set

I like to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damn_ But think about it then you'll understand
I'm just an addict addicted to music_ Maybe it's a habit,I gotta use it

Even if it's jazz or the quiet storm_I hook a beat up convert it in a hip-hop form
Write a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me in_Deep concentration cuz I'm no comedian

Jokers are wild if you wanna be tame_I treat you like a child then you're gonna be named
Another enemy, not even a friend of me_Cuz you'll get fried in the end if you pretend to be?

Can be? cuz I just put your mind on pause_And I can beat you when you compare my rhyme wit yours
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stun_Remember me, the one you got your idea from

But soon you start to suffer but you only get rougher_When you start to stutter that's when you had enuff of Biting it, I make you choke, you can't provoke_You can't cope, you should of broke cuz I ain't no joke

I got a question, it's serious as cancer_Who can keep the average dancer
Hyper as a heart attack nobody smiling_Cuz you're expressing the rhyme that I'm styling

This is what we all sit down to write_You can't make it so you take it home, break it and bite
Use pieces and bits of all the hip-hop hits_Get the style down pack then it's time to ?swit?

Put my tape on pause and add some more to yours_Then you figure you're ready for the neighborhood

chores The E-M-C-E-E don't even try to be_When you come up to speak, don't even lie to me

You like to exaggerate, dream and imaginate_Then change the rhyme around, that can aggravate me So when you see me come up, freeze_Or you'll be one of those 7 MC's

They think that I'm a new jack but only if they knew that_They who think wrong are they who can't do that Style that I'm doing, they might ruin_Patterns of paragraphs based on you and

Your offbeat DJ, if anything he play_Sound familiar, I'll wait til E say
Play 'em, so I'ma have to dis and broke_You could get a smack for this, I ain't no joke

I hold the microphone like a grudge_B'll hold the record so the needle don't budge
I hold a conversation cuz when I invent_I nominated my DJ the presdient

When I'm see I'll, people freestyle, going steadily_So pucker up and whistle my melody
But whatever you do, don't miss one_They'll be another rough rhyme after this one

Before you know it, you're following and fiending_Waiting for the punchline to get the meaning
Like before the middle of my story I'm telling_Nobody beats the R so stop yelling

Save it, put it in your pocket for later_Cuz I'm moving the crowd and be a record fader
No interruptions and the mic is broke_When I'm gone, then you can joke

Cuz everything is real on a serious tip_Keep playing and I varies quick
And take you for a walk through hell_Feed your dome then watch your eyeballs swell

Guide you out of triple stage darkness_When it get dark again then I'ma spark this
Microphone cuz the heat is on, you see smoke_And I'm finish when the beat is gone, I ain't joke