Gang Starr Follow

Now, what you hear is not a test
Now, what you hear is not a test
Now, what you hear is not a test
Now, what you hear is not a test

Well, goodness gracious, let me just take this
Time out to pull a rhyme out an' update this
For you an' yours, simply because
Some MCs have luck but suck

So I pluck 'em like feathers on the back of a chicken
'Cause I'm mad like a pit, when my man says, "Sick 'em"
Positive is the mind state, but it could still mean that
I will kick a ill, malicious like mean rap

Suckers, they forced me to knock 'em all out
An' they think they know things, like what I'm about
An' they try to analyze, criticize, scandalize
The outcome is death, don't ask me to sympathize

Realize, that I'm not to be played with
I'll flip so fast, you won't know I'm the same kid
I'm tired an' fed with all the weak stuff said
All the phony-baloney, that went out like Pro Keds

You've got no leads, so you shoot blanks
It's me the crowd thanks, as I step to the top ranks
Bankin' my money, an' investin' it wisely
Snatchin' up chumps, when they try to sneak by me

I'm the dominant one, call me the prominent one
An' as I'm speakin', I'll be bombin' the dumb
Deaf an' blind 'cause I was born with a sharp mind
Eatin' MCs with ease, like it's lunchtime

Or crunch time, when they get done without warnin'
I'll bust that butt from night time 'til mornin'
Your song's borin' an' so I'm scorin'
Much points 'cause when it's time to throw joints
I cause havoc

The mic I grab is like savage
I invade the stage an' make you get off
The force is like a 3 8, blowin' your head off
An' that's just in case you might be wearin' a vest

'Cause you're simply a pest
In this mess, I suggest you take a rest
If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest
If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest

Don't ever sleep, son, peep one or two of these lines here
Arranged by a great brain, deliverin' rhymes clear
An' concise with a nice dope voice
An' killin' the fakes like a taste of some poison

Punks are thinkin' they're all o' that, their voices are all flat
They're findin' their names in a Whack Rapper's Almanac
Me follow that hollow crap? No way, Jose
I'll seek out a better sound, to somethin' Premier plays

Days will go by an' soon you'll know why
MC's like me will rise like the Enterprise Starship
Headin' straight for the target
Destination, a place where no perpetration is permitted

The Guru is with it to explain
How some MCs are scared to ride on the four train
Or any other train in the city, for that matter
Playin' a role that they stole like a batter

But I know they ain't, so I'll paint the real picture
My vocals go solo an' like a bolo I'll hitcha
Square in your face, I'll crack your ribs an' your chest
'Cause you thought your off-brand jam was the best

You fessed 'cause you guessed people would be impressed
I'm gonna bust that bubble on the double, take a rest
Take a rest, take a rest

Sit back an' reflect, ponder an' chill out
Rhymes like daggers make blood spill out
But you can't blame me, for bringin' disaster
With all these ducks, claimin' that they're the masters

Only thing they mastered, is how to get whacker
As I roll uphill, they roll downhill faster
Now they're wonderin' how they lost their touch
Wanna buy my rhymes, but mine cost too much

I'm the innovative one, call me the creative one
An' I won't stop 'til the job is done
All the slobs just run when I come to get some
'Cause they know better than to challenge this go-getter

They get bust, you can trust 'cause I won't let
A booty-ass rapper get wins against me?
I guarantee that I won't act friendly
'Cause crabs have a nerve an' deserve to get whipped on

Their girls get kissed on, while they get flipped on
I slaughter an' slay or slap 'em up quick

No substance, no value, but nevertheless

They're gettin' daytime play
But I still say they should take a rest
Take a rest, take a rest

Now, what you hear is not a test
Now, what you hear is not a test
Now, what you hear is not a test