Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skills, artist - Gang Starr.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Skills |
My Microphone |
It’s Skills-KRS One |
The funky beat |
It’s skills-KRS One |
(Skills) Top rank point blank we vital |
Spit flows rip shows peep the recital |
(Skills) Now, you feel it when we drop those |
Hot beats stop phoes killin shit we got those |
(Skills) It’s, the music that the street love |
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love |
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again |
Watch as we do it again |
It’s the, true enliven with a youthful vengeance |
And I’m a judge rap is your ass give you a crucial sentence |
You need at least twelve jewels to practice |
Your too enthusiastic male groupie bastard |
Still tryin to convince us some more |
Pretendin your raw that’s what you need a minister for |
Again it’s the law got you up against the wall |
We the gulliest fuck it then it’s us against y’all |
Mic skills type grills like I’m Michael Jill |
Like when he write for the pill is how I stay for the ill |
Slide off kid, and let a grown man finesse it We bold and impressive that old manifest shit |
Some new product from a known team |
Niggas know me, and you can bet they know Preme |
So here we go for your stereo |
And you could tell that it’s real when you hear me go hear me go |
(Skills) Top rank point blank we vital |
Spit flows rip shows peep the recital |
(Skills) Now, you feel it when we drop those |
Hot beats stop phoes killin shit we got those |
(Skills) It’s, the music that the street love |
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love |
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again |
Watch as we do it again |
You little suckers know better, I go head up If your man left the joint in the whip then tell him go get it We hold it down like a holy crown |
Fools actin like they know me throw me phoney pounds |
Fuck that I’m sittin back like an aristocrat |
Shell shocked chief assasin with a whole fuckin list of cats |
Thought you was on the case but you missed the fact |
The bitch talkin this and that I’m a make it simple jack |
I doubled up and tripled that, soldiers where your pistols at? |
Life wrong move lose the gift of that |
Why they callin us the most consistent? |
Most significant (Once again-Chuck D) some old slick shit |
Fulfill your need and catch joyful rush |
Enjoy your dutch haters annoyed with us Oh boy it’s us you know the face in the club |
Blazin it up, with my niggas raisin it up for these |
(Skills) Top rank point blank we vital |
Spit flows rip shows peep the recital |
(Skills) Now, you feel it when we drop those |
Hot beats stop phoes killin shit we got those |
(Skills) It’s, the music that the street love |
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love |
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again |
Watch as we do it again |
Btohers are amused by other brother’s rep |
Some niggas pull tecks catch others for checks |
All for respect, all for the bread |
For the chance of success they might hand him his head |
Remain humble cause I know enough |
Plus the road is tough especially when you roll with us But I’m a stay with my peeps, stay in these streets |
Rhyme sprayin and I’m playin for keeps cause I got those |
(Skills) Top rank point blank we vital |
Spit flows rip shows peep the recital |
(Skills) Now, you feel it when we drop those |
Hot beats stop phoes killin shit we got those |
(Skills) It’s, the music that the street love |
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love |
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again |
Watch as we do it again…(Skills) |