No Kid

This is all about music how to use it, they call it songs

if a rapper doesn't sing, well they call it wrong

while remington raps on, coming on strong

critics let their face grow long

face my music for once - I doubt if you can

you've been brainwashed too much as a public man



This is no kid



T.V.'s your pet - your radioset, I scan

popular music gives crapjams

you've been blinded, narrowminded

you know rap is big with the crowds - nothing's behind it

they just dance if they like it, so they clock it

don't be misled by my size when I rock it



This is no kid



Mr. top-50 biznizman talking so slick

don't like our kinda music so he gives us the pip

why a lie - rappers only flip their lip

both sides of the globe call this music hip

still knocking on doors of pop - to make discs

while big men fake it with crapoid artists

discotheques' answer ain't raps - they ask for

a quick jam, pay wannabees, a few plaster

just think you're a master with your ghettoblaster

pipedreams about gold, but big men go faster

but you've hyped the type of music that holds you in a grip

when you pay this critics give it a miss

dissin' the circuit - you say 'why, what this is !'

'cos you rock like a kid

I gotta do it right



This is no kid



Absorbing the words, it's absurd

people go with the crowd like a herd

the bits, the music, the whole words

copy the style without own effort

if they are the herd, then I must be the herdman

inventing fresh jams - firsthand

you said it was nothing, not worth a damn

too hard, too noisy, my show a five or ten

but the mediamen clap their hands

now you wonder, guess how we did the good hook

it's the guitar, dj, bass, the drummer's foot

crumb up y'all, you never get these roots



This is no kid