| Come now | |
| Yes | |
| Now everyone comes in and says that they are | |
| The lyrical champion | |
| But of course there is only a few | |
| That can really stand by that | |
| Come now | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| Rhymin skill, rhymin skills (bo!) | |
| Yes, D-Nice, you got the rhymin skills (come now) | |
| Rhymin skill, rhymin skills (bo!) | |
| Yes, D-Nice, you got the rhyme | |
| [VERSE 1] | |
| The TR 808, and I cultivate with this trait | |
| Nobody can imitate or relate, cause I'm the great (say what?) | |
| Here's your fate, put your weight down on it | |
| And if you try to step to me, I make you pay down pon it (bo!) | |
| Cause I'm the one, and some compare me to the drum | |
| The lyrics and bass combined will make your sound system hum | |
| So when I come you should bow down greatfully | |
| Cause even if you're protected, ya can't face the D | |
| Cause the microphone is just a crumb in your possession | |
| Considerin that I take the cake in this profession | |
| So here's a lesson on the bass with smooth deliverance | |
| And it's called the 'TR 808 experience' | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [VERSE 2] | |
| There's no mistakin, there's not another brother great when | |
| I step in the place, step out my face with the haste, and | |
| Cause I'm the TR 808, and | |
| Rippin the mic up, in other words you know I'm breakin | |
| New grounds with my sounds, so don't consider | |
| Tryin me (say what?) cause I don't pop the glitter | |
| On my gear, no, not even a tiny bit | |
| I'm Nice, not Ice, so I don't rock the shiny shit | |
| I rock my Nikes instead when I strut (say what?) | |
| I may rock a ring when I feel, but so what? | |
| My rhymes are sharp, so they cut | |
| You're on my tip so much, I mistake you for my cup | |
| Yeah | |
| Right about know I want all y'all suckers to know this is real | |
| (Yes, D-Nice, you got the rhymin skills) | |
| So anyone who cannot go with the flow that I throw | |
| I get the dough, and oh - now you know | |
| I got the | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [OUTRO: KRS-One] | |
| Ease up and hold tight | |
| All Brooklyn massive | |
| All Bronx massive | |
| All Uptown crew | |
| Just sekkle | |
| The mighty D-Nice come down ruff and wicked | |
| Pop this in your cassette | |
| The Don [Name] must rule everytime, seen? | |
| Rhymin skill, say rhymin skill - come! | |
| Yes, D-Nice, you have di rhymin skills - come now! | |
| Rhymin skill, say rhymin skill - bo! | |
| Yes, D-Nice, you have di rhymin skills - bo! | |
| No peace till justice | |
| We outta here |