KRS-One, Kid Capri - Stop Frontin' lyrics
[KRS-One, Kid Capri - Stop Frontin' lyrics]
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"
Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die
Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry
You could beat me, cheat me
When you meet me try to defeat me
But nevertheless you'll have stress
'cause I don't rest
You wanna know what my problem is
If you're curious?
I take this hip-hop shit too serious
I forget that other rappers
Ain't true to this
So when they grab the mic
I get hyped like LET'S DO THIS!
All my rhymes are fat
While rappers are skimpy, wimpy
So I simply chew they crew like a Blimpie
Skip me when you dissin
Skip me when you on a ego mission
I blow up, like nitroglycerin!
You better tune in to Teddy Ted
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"
Well if you ain't called it
Hip-hop, there's a door, i ain't stoppin
I got more flavors than Baskin Robbins!
I flash the funky fresh flavors force-fully
Freak the phonies and
Flip philosophy constantly (true)
That reminds me, rappers rock drip-drop
Not hip-hop, they wanna SING and all dem ting
Thank God KRS is still rappin
All that "ooh I love you baby"
And "blink blink blink", this ain't happenin
Yo Kris
There's curtains for these rappers that be
Frontin on the next man
Lookin down at brothers just because
They gettin checks and
Haven't got a skill but they're
LARGE on the hum-bum
You wanna step to Kid Capri, COME COME COME!
I break em up
Just for actin like a superstar
Around the way
We got a neighborhood trooper car
We ride by, and spray your crew
And your honies too
And rip you open and drink your
Blood like a Mountain Dew
I descend I lend a friend a helping hand
To stop a trend, again and again and again
I just can't say when
I beg to confess my sins to other men
Reverends guard lips, within there I'll begin
I'll always win, oversaken
The party is ripped
Without a hit or with a hit I'm rippin shit
You must admit
I'll never quit the lyrics I flip
I'm tough like licorice
Battlin Kid Capri? It's ridiculous
We come to the party inconspicuous
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"
Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die
Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry
You could beat me, cheat me
When you meet me try to defeat me
But nevertheless you'll have stress
'cause I don't rest
You wanna know what my problem is
If you're curious?
I take this hip-hop shit too serious
I forget that other rappers
Ain't true to this
So when they grab the mic
I get hyped like LET'S DO THIS!
All my rhymes are fat
While rappers are skimpy, wimpy
So I simply chew they crew like a Blimpie
Skip me when you dissin
Skip me when you on a ego mission
I blow up, like nitroglycerin!
You better tune in to Teddy Ted
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"
Well if you ain't called it
Hip-hop, there's a door, i ain't stoppin
I got more flavors than Baskin Robbins!
I flash the funky fresh flavors force-fully
Freak the phonies and
Flip philosophy constantly (true)
That reminds me, rappers rock drip-drop
Not hip-hop, they wanna SING and all dem ting
Thank God KRS is still rappin
All that "ooh I love you baby"
And "blink blink blink", this ain't happenin
Yo Kris
There's curtains for these rappers that be
Frontin on the next man
Lookin down at brothers just because
They gettin checks and
Haven't got a skill but they're
LARGE on the hum-bum
You wanna step to Kid Capri, COME COME COME!
I break em up
Just for actin like a superstar
Around the way
We got a neighborhood trooper car
We ride by, and spray your crew
And your honies too
And rip you open and drink your
Blood like a Mountain Dew
I descend I lend a friend a helping hand
To stop a trend, again and again and again
I just can't say when
I beg to confess my sins to other men
Reverends guard lips, within there I'll begin
I'll always win, oversaken
The party is ripped
Without a hit or with a hit I'm rippin shit
You must admit
I'll never quit the lyrics I flip
I'm tough like licorice
Battlin Kid Capri? It's ridiculous
We come to the party inconspicuous
"Yo stop frontin', and use your head"