Pras - Freestyle (Live from BBC Radio 1) lyrics

[Hook: Wyclef Jean] How many mics do we rip on the daily? [Lauryn Hill:] You crossed the line; now there's no coming back MCs are getting s**ed into my intergalactical pull I'm the article don'ya on your arse If you get the microphone, n***a, you better say pa** that Need no questions, and I'm telling you no lies If you lookin' at me wrong, this goes under for your eyes Realize you can't knock this, cuz my style's obnoxious It's gaseous, I'm turning all ya'll wack patients to ashes This thing's created, debated, from here to Asia Mind of rhyme, must find your vocabulary kind of Ordinary, my guitar sh** is scary, maybe we're legendary We roll blunts like Bob Marley, and You didn't know but Sugar Hill, it was a band My man, know your history before you try to sham, or Shimmy coco pop, fronting n***as need to stop Until the T.O.P.'s where you find the Refugees Free like Jamaicans when they're feeling irie So, Wyclef, won't you touch it? [Wyclef Jean:] For your rhymers You ain't a rapper Your vocab can't extend Access, freestyle, need no practice Ask the methodist, ask the methodist [Pras:] Too many MC's but they didn't get the picture So you say you see me like Line the Reacher Body executed right on the I don't take it as an insult [Lauryn Hill:] See these dimensions and extensions will secure my future pension When I mention corporate lynchin's like the cowboys did to Indians The intentions of the devil is to cause me hypertension So stay gold like Stevie Wonder, don't blunder like OJ Simpson Wyclef Jean: Don't blunder like OJ Simpson, thsi is a freestyle Wyclefm so let me freak you for a while I eat pork from a fork Add an extra bar