Take 'Em Out

Yo, yo yo! Shout out to my dude ?A Meta? from Harlem You inspired me to death, G Shout out to ?Stretch? BA, stand up G Simone, Rap Entertainment, let's go! [Chorus] Take 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out Take 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out Whenever these rappers, they want to roll up I hit 'em and split 'em, break them, they fold up With KRS-One, you better hold up My shooters are ready, steady, you'rе so fucked [/Chorus] Here wе go again Shan, I'ma blast you Back in '86 and '87, dude, we crashed you You acting like I've got to ask you if I want I don't give a fuck about what you saying, my dude you done! Dudes that never battled wanna see one Dudes that are not MCs, they always want to be one No, I'm not the slave, son KRS the free one It's Boogie Down Productions Every battle we won! Never in your life did you step in to the KRS The whole world says "He's the best" East to west, from Compton to Chi-Town to the Boogie Down But Shan needs money so he's trying to pull this rapper down I graduated years ago from this battle sound I toured the whole world while MC Shan sat around You want the history? I'ma bring it back around Let's start with MC Shan in Queens getting smacked around That's why he sounds the way them suckers sound Losers Making big claims behind cheap computers Shan, you want to test the Teacha, you'll get split apart Torn into pieces, thrown somewhere in the dark I'll take you back to Cedar Park Shan, you made Raw, but you like a cowardly lion that need a heart You back to smoking the coke, nigga I see you a broke nigga 30 years, you ain't getting no bigger For real, you a joke and I ain't laughing Breaking down rappers like you: That's my passion [Chorus] Huh You heard Shan, now hear Kris You want more? Get my album "Now Hear This" I'ma start with the fact that in rap, I run shit 20 classic albums, Shan got one hit That shit was corny, I'm a real MC, shorty I ain't got no motherfuckers over here writing for me The light is on me, MC Shan is done You know I'm Top 5, 4, 3, 2 and 1 Damn, son You get snake eyes, Cee Lo We know I rock from Atlantic City to Reno Huh, I'm double XL Not the mag, but Chino Real spitters like Jadakiss, they're my people I spit lethal, draw your sword, touché But you wack beat makers acting like you Dre I'm Naughty By Nature, Hip Hop Hooray I see through all the Fiasco like Lupe I'm Badass like Joey or crack, I'm dope For MC Shan today, there's really no hope Freestyle Legend Of All Time spells FLOAT So I levitate with supernatural lump in your throat I'm classic, you just got your ass kicked I spit acid, bastard KRS-One is fantastic I'ma spit one more verse then I'm out I just want to show these youngins what a battle's all about Let's go [Chorus] x2 Fresh for 2016, you suckers!