No Gimmicks - (with KRS-One) Lyrics

I come with lyrical physical fitness
Two months from now you will have bit this
Watch me light that a*s up like christmas
Don't let me come out on that a*s
Start flippin the lyrics I be kickin
Be hotter than curry chicken
So whether from the east or from the west
There's no other krs
I got force
I came to your town to set it off
So when finesse goes 'hit it'
I'll never mimick
Krs-one could never use a gimmick

When you're ridin the next rapper's d**k (that's a gimmick)
When you're r&b, and then you cold flip (that's a gimmick)
Start rhymin hardcore just to get a hit (that's a gimmick)
When yout get over, but your skills ain't shit (that's a gimmick)
When you rap, but you don't have soul (that's a gimmick)
When you cross over just to go gold (that's a gimmick)
When you're not a gangster, but portrayin a role (that's a gimmick)
What's when you shape in somebody else's mould? (that's a gimmick)

[ verse 3: lord finesse ]
Man your station, cause the clan you're facin
Is steppin to you trash muthaf**kas like sanitatian
I shoot and throw rhymes, the whole nine when it's showtime
(what up, kid? ) brothers know I can hold mine
On the real I got rhymes skills
When the time's ill I'm blowin up spots like a minefield
Brothers front with they chest out
But words from finesse's mouth'll leave them niggas stressed out
They make me sick to my stomach
(so put it on em, kid!) them muthaf**kas don't want it
They can't see me, believe me
They all phoneys, like them niggas that be wrestlin on tv
Yo, they're nowhere near pro
And niggas couldn't hang if they was muthaf**kin scarecrows
Nowadays a lotta rappers sound fake
Talkin that gangster shit, when they're softer than a poundcake
So why you're frontin with the burner, kid
When you done took more a*s-whippins than f**kin tina turner did
You wanna front? so be it
But f**k beatin around the bush, I just speak how I see it
Me fall off? that shit's dead
That's not happenin, kid, so get that shit through your thick head
I'll never sellout (what? ) you head right
I'll never cross over (aight!) word life
So when I said it, peep the method
If I never go gold but get credit, I won't sweat it
In '95 we all in it
We gotta keep it real, yo, no muthaf**kin gimmicks

What's when you rap and don't appreciate the art? (that's a gimmick)
What's when you sell out just to get a start? (that's a gimmick)
What's when you make bullshit just for the charts? (that's a gimmick)
What's when you rap, but it's not from the heart? (that's a gimmick)
What's when you're hardcore, then you turn pop? (that's a gimmick)
When you steal ideas to get props? (that's a gimmick)
When you sell out to be on top? (that's a gimmick)
What's when you front like you're hard, but you're not? (that's a gimmick)

[ krs-one ]
Now let this be a lesson to all mc's
And dj's
Anyone that come across the line will have to pay
Real hip hop is in effect
Real hip-hop is in effect
Real hip-hop is in effect
Give it respect
We catch wreck

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