Boogie Down Productions - The Style You Haven't Done Yet Lyrics
IntroThe number one set and sound...live! ghetto music. produced byKrs-one.Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye byeWiddy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye byeCome in!Verse 1Many have claimed to attain levels in rhyminBut when I listen to em I see theyre only lyinTheyre tryin, but after some years if you aint got itLay it down, put it down, find a way to try and stop itOr change it, rearrange it, be a producerDont touch the microphone because youll always be the loserAnd laughed at, smirked on, you dont belongWith those that perform their song on and onAnd on and on and on, yo, lets get specificThis style is for the gifted, poetically upliftedI speak to you, not at you to attack youMaybe when Im through with this rhyme Ill get a statueSo now I ax you or tell you people literallyWhen it comes to rockin funky lyrics few are better than meDown with bdp, endlessly recitin poetryAny time Im in the street, you hear my voice, you know its meKr...nope! Im not ready to say my name yetMany say they teach, but this style they havent attained yetWiddy-bye-bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, widdy bye-bye!Bye-bye bye-bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, widdy bye-bye!Bye bye bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye bye, widdy bye-bye!Bye-bye bye-bye bye, widdy-bye-bye bye byeVerse 2Run it, son, plumb it you bumDont you know that its krs-oneThat comes to sing the styles that aint sungI rocked the party, but oh! gotta runCos only the suckers want a chance at thatTo see if krs-one is really all thatInstead of a rap I jap-slap all of em backBecause the teacher that you see is not wackId like to stack up all the hits that Ive madeThree albums, a triple-layer cakeAnd throw it in your face you wastePick up the pace and taste a poet from the black raceWhile I whip you whine, youre out of touchIm out of time, heres another rhyme(the black mans in effect. jeeeeeeesus! oh gosh, dude. oh gosh. ohYes, dude. yes)(whats the name of that crew? b.d.p)(say what? Im not down with the juice crew)
