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Back in '86 when I started this
I said the people told me Breed you're not an artist
But now's 1990, I'm servin' 'em well
With the rhymes, rhythm, style, and clientele
Concert after concert, one after the other
A man with a plan plus a hustler undercover
A president, a guy of his own
Said I knew I was proper and I knew I was strong
But all it takes is concentration, rhyme calculation
Enough crew members to carry a nation
Ha, to be exact, yo Jack, I rehearsed
The cat wants your drum but I'll be catchin' it first
And I'm kickin' it
Said it's real necessary, not lack of control
To be at the tip-top with nothing but bank roll
To develop an actual skill, son
You gotta be born a natural real one
Not high up on a pedestal, jest of, or an idol
To me it's just a typical man-made title
To remain an architect and stay in effect
You're starting to sweat, to eject is your best bet
Certified, legal, not against the law
I'm not irrelevant but terribly raw
I got on-the-job knowledge and puttin' it on paper
No bun for those who BS the baker
That's right, the mack, Eric Breed is all that
Huh, it's pretty simple not to mention a fact
Causing major upsets for you so-called vets
Who was there in the beginning now you're sittin' in check
I'm kickin' it
Not once do I think I need to change my mind
Technology's here with me to co-sign
Geared for the occasion, Breed's invasion of Def Force
Sit back, relax, Tech-no cuts of course
Yo, the B-R-double-E-D and it's me
From the city of Phila-ia-NT with Technology
Servin' on the wheels of steel and we real
And if you squeal, you're killed, pimp, that's the deal
Big Breed, I'm servin' at the top of my mind
But it's wax, it's just like Jackson and wine
It's like MC kickin' it one time like this and that
Step back, Jack, goin' black for black, yeah
And I'm wearin' a Kangol but maybe a cable
Thick shades, now you know, no lookin' like Kool Moe, yo
The rhyme that I'll be kickin' will collect
T-t-t-t-t-all respect, so why should I fess?
And I'm kickin' it