The Answer

Yo, I'm one of the chosen few, could dispose of you
 And anybody else who think they flowin' too
 Here's your last chance, brothers besta show 'n' prove
 Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute
 Ain't no excuse, lot of niggaz thinkin' they cute
 Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits
 Ain't it the truth, lot of cats gay and it's proof
 Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews
 I'm bad news like obituary sections
 The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous night
 At an open mic or any type of venue
 There ain't no tellin' where I'm goin' 'cause of what I've been through
 As I begin to attract the attention of fans
 Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand?
 Can I expand, turn mics in my hands to grands?
 If you really ask me, dog, I think I can
 Yo, we liven it up for the world to understand it
 We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
 Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
 No question y'all take your chances
 We liven it up for the world to understand it
 We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
 Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
 No question, y'all take your chances
 Yo, uh, yo, crackin' for miles and 'Te's in full effect
 He's laughin' and browsin' over these wanna be cats
 Yappin' their mouths and spittin' all these 'rerun' ass rhymes
 Like we on some 'what's happenin' now' shit
 Go get the MP3's start extractin' the files
 Mulatto-slave flow Te's back in the house
 Just tryin' to see what y'all rappin' about, so quit
 Practicin' now, ninth inning, he's battin' a thousand
 Put a mic in my hand and I'ma damage a crowd, man
 With technique and above-average style, man
 My raps speak to all you savages now, man
 The time is right here, so let's get it
 I'll be glad to proofread your rhymes, if you want to step with us
 Serve your whole team with a run-on, death sentence
 You can't adopt this style 'cause I ain't tryin' to give it up
 And fuckin' with 'Te ain't in your best interest
 We liven it up for the world to understand it
 We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
 Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
 No question, y'all take your chances
 People in the U.S., just rock with us
 Cats over seas, just rock with us
 People worldwide, come on, rock with us
 Come on, rock with us, just rock with us
 Kenn Starr is back off a hiatus
 Y'all been warned so back off us, why hate us?
 Be actin' like they strapped and packin' gats when they not tough
 They tough actin' like Tinactin'
 Give me applause, I spit classic
 Give me a broad with a thick accent
 Skinny and tall or a big, fat chick
 Plenty of y'all, sic into your dog
 If she give me the drawers, I'm leavin' the chick back bent
 The fact is, if you choose to propose
 End up with a fatlip and a bruise on your nose
 That's hot, give up now, my crew's in control
 If not, get shut down like schools when it snows
 Get got for your shoes and your coat
 Bogard, I go hard like nipples on boobs when it's cold
 And show y'all how simple the mood and the flow
 Can determine whether you earnin' or losin' your doe
 Make moves on the low
 We liven it up for the world to understand it
 We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
 Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
 No question, y'all take your chances
 People in the U.S., just rock with us
 Cats overseas, just rock with us
 People worldwide, come on rock with us
 Come on rock with us, just rock with us
 Just rock with us, just rock with us
 Come on, rock with us, just rock with us
 Just rock with us, just rock with us