No Gimmicks - (with KRS-One)

I come with lyrical physical fitness Two months from now you will have bit this Watch me light that a*s up like christmas Don't let me come out on that a*s Start flippin the lyrics I be kickin Be hotter than curry chicken So whether from the east or from the west There's no other krs I got force I came to your town to set it off So when finesse goes 'hit it' I'll never mimick Krs-one could never use a gimmick When you're ridin the next rapper's d**k (that's a gimmick) When you're r&b, and then you cold flip (that's a gimmick) Start rhymin hardcore just to get a hit (that's a gimmick) When yout get over, but your skills ain't shit (that's a gimmick) When you rap, but you don't have soul (that's a gimmick) When you cross over just to go gold (that's a gimmick) When you're not a gangster, but portrayin a role (that's a gimmick) What's when you shape in somebody else's mould? (that's a gimmick) [ verse 3: lord finesse ] Man your station, cause the clan you're facin Is steppin to you trash muthaf**kas like sanitatian I shoot and throw rhymes, the whole nine when it's showtime (what up, kid? ) brothers know I can hold mine On the real I got rhymes skills When the time's ill I'm blowin up spots like a minefield Brothers front with they chest out But words from finesse's mouth'll leave them niggas stressed out They make me sick to my stomach (so put it on em, kid!) them muthaf**kas don't want it They can't see me, believe me They all phoneys, like them niggas that be wrestlin on tv Yo, they're nowhere near pro And niggas couldn't hang if they was muthaf**kin scarecrows Nowadays a lotta rappers sound fake Talkin that gangster shit, when they're softer than a poundcake So why you're frontin with the burner, kid When you done took more a*s-whippins than f**kin tina turner did You wanna front? so be it But f**k beatin around the bush, I just speak how I see it Me fall off? that shit's dead That's not happenin, kid, so get that shit through your thick head I'll never sellout (what? ) you head right I'll never cross over (aight!) word life So when I said it, peep the method If I never go gold but get credit, I won't sweat it In '95 we all in it We gotta keep it real, yo, no muthaf**kin gimmicks What's when you rap and don't appreciate the art? (that's a gimmick) What's when you sell out just to get a start? (that's a gimmick) What's when you make bullshit just for the charts? (that's a gimmick) What's when you rap, but it's not from the heart? (that's a gimmick) What's when you're hardcore, then you turn pop? (that's a gimmick) When you steal ideas to get props? (that's a gimmick) When you sell out to be on top? (that's a gimmick) What's when you front like you're hard, but you're not? (that's a gimmick) [ krs-one ] Now let this be a lesson to all mc's And dj's Anyone that come across the line will have to pay Real hip hop is in effect Real hip-hop is in effect Real hip-hop is in effect Give it respect We catch wreck