Gang Starr › Lyrics › Flip the Script

Brave is the knave who steps up to be slayed
By the one who forgave him for his first mistakes
He’d best behave or I’ma send him a wave of some shocking volts
He doesn’t know what he’s talkin' about
He’s kickin' a bunch of crap, so I’ll be the judge of that
The boy lacks artistry but still he tries hard to be
An entertainer but instead, he’s a waste of my time and your time
So I’ll kick the pure rhymes

Whenever you’re looking for rap that’s exceptional
And credible, straight to the G’s you better go
'Cause gangstarr’s known to be, prone to be
Masters of streetwise poetry and turntable wizardry
But it'll be a cold day in hell when you hear that the
Guru or premier ever fell
Suckers get sales but they fail in the long run
That kid who went gold yo, that was the wrong one

But tonight the spotlight is all on me, I’m the Guru of the G A N G
Taking out scrubs 'cause they rub me the wrong way
And I’ll say that they’ve still got a long way to go
To show they can flow like a real pro
So gimme that loot, catch the boot from my steel toe
I’m changing the scenery and I make' em uncomfortable
'Cause most mc’s ain’t really got no pull
Watch me stifle 'em quick with the gift and the wit
Make 'em quit all that riff as I flip the script

You know I flip, yes, I flip the script
You know I flip, yes, I flip
Check it out

Fool listen, I know that you’ve been missing all this and
So my rhymes are gonna gleem and glisten
Like a gem and if you are the fake MC type
I’ll shine so bright that I’ll be blinding your eyesight
The capabilities fall short, so I’ma treat you like a dwarf
On a basketball court

Still you try to rap and even claim you got new styles
But rolling your tongue’s been playe dout for a while
And you don’t sound fly so why are you doing that?
You had a dope track but you’re wack so you ruined that
I couldn’t make out what you were saying
Your diction is jumbled where as me I’m conveying
Clear thoughts to a crowd that’s most critical
Booty duck rappers like you are just pitiful

I bet you couldn’t name more than one pioneer
'Cause you didn’t pay dues and you got on on outta nowhere
But that’s okay cause I’m peeping your card
If rap was my house you’d be sweeping the yard
As I recline I’ll find more chores to give ya
Like moppin' the floors or maybe fetchin' my slippers
So don’t even trip or run off with the lip
'Cause as soon as you slip you know I’ll flip the script

You know I flip, yes, I flip the script
You know I flip, yes, I flip the script

You know as I kick a bit flip with script without a skip
Butter roll mc’s can get dissed like this
You’ll never get none son, I’ll become troublesome
You rap like a simpleton and I hate scum
I can easily deflect your threats 'cause they’re idle

My recital will break you down just a fight 'til the end
'Cause I can take ten at a time
Give em all a fair shot to see if any can rhyme
Even if one is decent, I’ll still get props
I’ll kick the slick lines til the last one drops

As my powerful skills are unveiled, I’m tippin' the scales
And weighing much more than your tall tales
Stop the exaggeration perpetration
Observe and make a simple notation
Nobody no where, no way or no how
Is taking me out 'cause I can throw so you know now

Can you feel it, I bust [Incomprehensible] raps
So lay off, stay off before I steal that so called title
That you gave yourself but you really ain’t jack
So yo you played yourself and now you look
From a distance as you sweat my tip
You know I’ll whip you swift when I flip the script