Gang Starr - Flip The Script Lyrics
Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayedBy the one who forgave him for his first mistakesHed best behave, or ima send him a waveOf some shocking volts, he doesnt know what hes talkin aboutHes kickin a bunch of crap so Ill be the judge of thatThe boy lacks artistry but still he tries hard to beAn entertainer, but instead hes a waste ofMy time and your time so Ill kick the pure rhymesWhenever youre looking for rap thats exceptionalAnd credible, straight to the gs you better goCause gangstarrs known to be prone to beMasters of streetwise poetry and turntable wizardryBut still be a cold day in hell when you hear thatGuru or premier ever tell suckers get salesBut they fail in the long run that kid who went gold yoThat was the wrong one but tonight the spotlight is all on meIm the guru, of the g-a-n-gTaking out scrubs cause they rub me the wrong wayAnd Ill say, that theyve still got a long way to goTo show they can flow like a real proSo gimme that loot catch the boot from my steel toeIm changing the scenery as I make em uncomfortableCause most mcs aint really got no pullWatch me stifle em quick with the gift and the witMake em quit all that riff as I flip the scriptChorusFool listen, I know that youve been missingAll this and so my rhymes are gonna gleem and glistenLike a gem, and if you are the fake mc typeIll shine so bright Ill be blinding your eyesightYour capabilities fall short so ima treat you like a dwarfOn a basketball court still you try to rapAnd even claim you got new styles butRolling your tongues been playe dout for a whileAnd you dont sound fly so why are you doing that?You had a dope track but youre wack so you ruined thatI couldnt make out what you were saying your dictionIs jumbled where as me Im conveying clear thoughtsTo a crowd thats most criticalBooty duck rappers like you are just pitifulI bet you couldnt name more than one pioneerCause you didnt pay dues and you got on on outta nowhereBut thats ok cause Im peeping your cardIf rap was my house youd be sweeping the yardAs I recline Ill find more chores to give yaLike moppin the floors or maybe fetchin my slippersSo dont even trip or run off with the lipCause as soon as you slip you know Ill flip the scriptChorusSo as I kick a bit flip with script without a skipButter roll mcs get dissed like thisYoull never got none son because Ill become troublesomeYou rap like a simpletonAnd I hate scum yo I can easily deflect your threatsCause theyre idle my recital will break you downJust a fight til the end cause I can take ten at a timeGive em all a fair shot to see if any can rhymeAnd even if one is decent, Ill still get propsIll kick the slick lines til the last one dropsAs my powerful skills are unveiled Im tippin the scalesAnd weighing much more than your tall talesStop the exaggeration perpetration observeAnd make simple notationNobody no where no way no howIs taking me out cause I can throw so you know nowCan you feel it, I bust raps so lay offBefore I steal that so called title that you gave yourselfBut you really aint jack so yo you played yourselfAnd now you look from a distance as you sweat my tipYou know Ill whip you swift when I flip the script
