No Kid Lyrics - Mental Floss For The Globe - Urban Dance Squad

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 radio set, I scan 

Popular music gives crap jams, you've been blinded, narrow minded 

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 ghetto blaster 

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 !' 

'cause 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 herd man 

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 media men 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