Bardom - Ras Kass, KRS-One

What up Razzy?

Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have

fucking you

I’m the idol, the highest title, numero uno

Let me explain something to y’all niggas (LET'S GO!)

Nigga

Bardom is Malcolm stardom is Martin

Stardom is tricky, bardom is charging

For everything they did to the Cold Crush and larger (YUP)

Bardom is martyrdom, bardom is sparking

Stardom’s the talking snake (UH), bardom’s the garden (YEAH)

The bars is the scars of a billion soldiers marching

Written in margins this bardom, straight outta Carson

The Joker escaped outta Arkham

Bardom is facts, stardom is charged so when rich Oscars, bardom is being the

best without one

Stardom is televised cyphers, bardom is being nice enough to start one

Stardom is upper Westside, bardom is Harlem

Stardom is Hollywood, bardom is Bompton

Bardom is flocking, stardom is pussy ass niggas playing possum

Bardom is the art form, hood on wheels like Steven Hawking

Stardom is when all the narcs come

In gambling spots with Big L that’s bardom, so why he only certified gold when

post-mortem?

Rap is not pop, if you call it that then stop

And who the fuck are you?

Your idol, the highest title, numero uno

Numero uno papichulo stickin dicks to yo chick culo

Look!

Dudes want stardom me I want bardom

Bardom is soul and a lotta dudes ain’t got 'em

Beats I will ride 'em cyphers I’m in sodom

Spitting that bardom superstars we harm 'em

Be a real dude or move that’s bardom

Acronyms hitting 'em right down to the bottom

bardom, mics I spark 'em and harm 'em

Ras Kass he blast fast while Kris parks 'em

Everybody know KRS-One don’t start 'em

He’ll let a rapper get real high 'fore he drop 'em

Bardom, he walks in the club nobody guards him

Old school, he’s seen it all no one alarms him

Bardom, bardom boom-bip the bardom

Put me in a cypher Kris will rip all them

Thanks to the bardom Ras Kass they on 'em

This season real skills are fading like Autumn

Bring the bardom back I spit bars like a almanac

I spit bars where them barbers at

Spray can?

Huh, we bombing that

I be way out in Asia where Vietnam is at

Spitting the bardom rap, with my bardom blacks

Nineties hip-hop we rock all of that

Don’t boom-bap bardom tracks

Yo Razzy I’m on it black you need to call me back

Blue maroon rugs to my red bottoms

So even the hood I’m walking the red carpet

No paparazzi poison you King Joffreys

New minstrel show GRAMMYs and Oscar Nazis

I’m a mensch you can ask my Oscar Nazis how I be

Pink game on bars like Ronda Rousey

Me and Big Pun shared a pint of Henny Pac wanted sixty tickets to my show and

called Priority

Really, I can’t make this shit up

You got ghostwriters dog, you can’t make this shit up

We respect the next man skill

Stardom hops on ya dick after you sell a mill

So I was giving Eminem the mic 'cause brother could rhyme

Talking Slim Shady with the brown hair, brown eyes

No Dre just Tech and Sway

In a room full of hungry ass rappers you expected to slay

Bardom

I didn’t choose this life I guess it’s in my DNA, not a VMA

'Cause substance, what more could you ask from me?

Soul On Ice, «Nature Of The Threat», Blasphemy

Just never got that co-sign though, what up Hov?

GOOD Music, Rhymesayer with fat beats and Stones Throw

Shoutout Mello, street music pedigree

Forever turning felonies to melodies bardom

Yo

Yeah

KRS

Hit these dudes up

And I’m better now, than I was, when you saw that 22-year-old undeveloped kid

I’m experienced now, I’m professional

Been broke, been lost, knocked down a couple times

Bad, been chopping trees I done something new for this fight

I done wrestled with a alligator

That’s right, I have wrestled with a alligator

I done tussled with a whale

I done handcuffed lightning, throwed thunder in jail

That’s bad

Only last week, I murdered a rock

Injured a stone, hospitalised a brick

I’m so mean I make medicine sick

Bad, fast, fast!

Fast!

Last night I cut the light off in my bedroom, hit the switch was in the bed

before the room was dark

Fast!

I’ma show you, how great I am