Hip Hop Vs. Rap

[Intro] Let me see you say "Up town" Let me see you say "Up, up, yo" Just Just chill and check this out real quick This is the style, yo '94, '94 definitely in the house Blastmaster KRS-One, comin' live and direct Word up It's just a nice beat to flow to I know, if you in your car, listening to this You know, you kick some lyrics I'll give you a chance to kick your own lyrics Check it out Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill You can get more flavor, you can get more flavor like this On the Return of the Boom Bap album You know what time it is Yo, DJ, if you know what time it is, you can cut that up Goin' out to the hardcore Hip-Hop Of course we don't flip flop We gonna come down with the '94 style, of course We have just accepted all applications and tuition will be paid on Friday [Verse] You you can't can't be be ripping the mic the mic like do re mi mi Measles are contagious like my lyrical pages Ripping and flipping the mic From back in the back in the days, these days it's kinda hectic, hectic When these suckers don't respect it, check it Flame on, I know the light is bright but keep on watching me I'm stolen property, kicking the flavor to society Police be clocking me, but logically they got to be 'Cause they were taught that serious poetry would come from Socrates But that ain't it, in 94 I'll kick the hit If I was in front of Shakespeare, I'd battle the punk and take his shit I'm not having it Bust the narrative I come to give, listen Rap is something you do, Hip Hop is something you live The difference is kids nowadays, they got the video Rappers don't need skills to build so they don't really know Hear me, yo, I'm four times on Arsenio Got ten videos, but does that help me flow? No That's why when I come to the show, MC's act like they don't know 'Cause they were too young to rock up in the disco Frisco Disco, the disc is like a Nabisco Chocolate chip cookie, don't fuck with me, rookie I'm rocking beats and with death defying feats And I'm never squeaking, I'm always freaking when I'm speaking Inside I'm keeping a statement for police and I'm down for peace and but not turn the other cheek and So this DJ, he gets down Mixing records while they go... Round and round, round we go Two years ago a friend of mine And Flash is gonna rock your mind Welcome to the terrordome, the terrordome I wonder if I take you home E-F-F-E-C-T A cool operator operating correctly But back in the days I knew rap would never die Too late, baby, bye bye in a batty boy head, head, head Insane in the membrane Take the train, take the train M-E-T-H-O-D man... ...Hattan keeps on making it, Brooklyn keeps on taking it We keep coming back with more and more hits Party people I came through the door, I said it before Two years ago, super ho If my train goes off the track Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up back, back Back to the grill again, the grill again Friends How many MC's must get dissed? Before somebody says don't fuck with Kris Hey! Ho! Keep on moving don't stop no... ...Body beats the Biz Let's do the dance called the Pee Wee Herman Hey, Erick Sermon, hey You, you get off my cloud Go down, baby, go down, baby The gods must be crazy You ain't fresh, you ain't fresh, yeah