Kill That Noise

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Devastating to your ear

Rhyming is a thing that I do at will
Be glad to rock a party just to prove my skill
J-u-ice is what I'm gaining
With a style so fresh that it's self-explaining

Never bite a rhyme, I don't live that way
But when I get dissed, violators pay
I'm a crowd motivator, MC annihilator
Never front the move cause I'm not a perpetrator

I don't really mind bein criticized

But those who try to make fame on my name - die
Rhymes of all styles, all categories
>From fresh freestyles to real fly stories
This jam is dedicated to you and your boys
And if you knew what I knew, then you'd kill that noise

(Devastating to your ear)

I devastate the crowd while the record spins
So call, competators have no wins

I laugh at MC's who call me wack
You ordered, and now I'm gonna serve you, Jack
We're respected by all, treated just like kings
How could you have the nerve to say such things?
If you knew at the time what you were saying
You wouldn't be on your knees - praying
You gotta understand I'm not the average MC
At the first sign of trouble grab the mic and flee
Grab the mic, plug in the beat box jacks
Prepare for the battle, then proceed to wax

Takes much time I feel is ample

To deafen an MC, to make an example

This goes for all sucker MC chumps
Who hear my name, and suddenly Kool-Aid pumps
So if you're thinkin 'bout dissin me, better think twice

Cause next time, brother, I won't be so nice
You can come all alone or bring all your boys
But if you knew what I knew, then you'd kill that noise

(South Bronx)

Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise

(South Bronx)
Kill that, kill that noise
I must say MC's got a lot of spunk
To get up on stage and pop so much junk
I'm not worried cause I don't get waxed
And you wouldn't believe how hard I max

School's in session, I'm about to teach
Versatile with a style that you just can't reach
Lesson number one: first strike aim

You shouldn't do things to degrade my name

Your records won't sell cause the people won't buy em
A sucker MC's like chicken - I fry him

I started with a smash, I'ma leave with a bang
And to put it to you bluntly - MC's can't hang

Your boys and your family will be grieving your death
Weeping while they're sweeping up the pieces I left

You can come all alone or bring all your boys
But if you knew what I knew, then you'd kill that noise

Yo Shan
I didn't hear you say hip hop started
in the Bridge on your record?
I didn't
They wanted to get on the bandwagon
Because I.. rhyme so fly, girls can't resist
But her man can't understand, so he gets pissed
Like a preacher at ??? when she hurt I'll heal her
I'll leap, you sleep, and believe I steal her

My mama used to say: "Be a ladies man"
I used to always wonder why she named me Shan
Not hard to pronounce, easy to spell
And oh how I love it when the ladies yell
Her man better chill when my jacket's unzipped
I got a .25 with an 8 shot clip

You're sayin to yourself: 'that's a b.b. gun'
But the place that I'ma shoot ya it'll take just one

I'll blow you into parts, little pieces and specks
You'll be saying to yourself: 'what can happen next?'
This jam is dedicated to you and your boys
But if you knew what I knew,
then you'd kill that noise

(Hey, listen to the man)
Shoulda stayed in school, learned comprehension
Tryin to state facts that I did not mention
Sucker MC's I hate the most
Next time I make a record you should listen close
Cause MC's like me are the real McCoys
So you sucker MC's better kill that noise

(Baby)

...tryin to diss us, man
What's wrong with that...
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
KRS-One and Scott La Rock
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Yo, he talk about 'strung' on somethin
Man, we cold coolin in the place

Drivin fresh Audis and coupes
What's wrong with y'all
Strung?
The only thing we strung on is music

And you're strung on ours