They slippin' duke, you slippin' duke, you trippin' duke

Remember, you still livin' in a corporate chicken coop

With a hundred other chickens yellin' get that loot

Makin' a hundred other chickens tryin' to spit what's cute

But KRS spits the fruit, my words are not hollow

I'll lead you out the chicken suit

You slippin' duke, I got proof, spit truth in the club

So the colleges man, we get so loose, what's the use?

You slippin' duke, how America great when Iraq had no nukes

Now oops, whatever happened to samples and loops?

The same thing that happened to organs and flutes and real artists

Thank God for The Roots, the soldier that's home with his family

Support for the troops, yeah, now let's start this

I've taught many groups, been through many suits

Teachin' new recruits that can't take it back to hula hoops

I know we're on mute, stand up straight

I'm like sky walker without the loot, you slippin' duke

At 8 you're a sucker, at 7 a motherfucker

Talk your talk, degrade my character

Your remarks are amateur, the future laughs at ya

I got much stamina and I know my facts

I am hip-hop, I don't speak for blacks

I speak for hip-hop's preservation and only that

Peace love unity, I'm known for that

What's your hassle with me, man? No man is ownin' me

You just mad 'cause I lead hip-hop globally

Your hassle is that, I'm an international cat

You know in any debate, I'm smashin' your crap

When it comes to hip-hop, you behind

'Cause I've been organizin' this politically since 1989

I stay selective, the objective peace of mind

I am hip-hop and so are you don't be so blind

Use the key next time, you know my roots

But listen, dog, you slippin' duke

You wanna hear a fresh rhyme, you'll come to the source

Stamp BDP on your head then you're off

At 8 you're a sucker, at 7 a motherfucker

Do not attempt to diss 'cause you're soft