[Verse 1: Kid Frost]
As we step into the 1 double 9-9-0
Just a decade away from the year 2000
A new style, a new rhythm
A new beat and on the streets is pounding
But yo amigo, I know your ego
Why don't you listen to my lyrics cause I ain't no brother
Aye man Tony, these dudes are starting to trip
Don't sweet it Frost, I got you covered
What have I got to do to get a message to you
Pounded into your skull until your black and your blue
Yeah, I could break your neck but in all due respect
There's other methods that I can use
To keep your ass in check
Like knowledge, it is the key to where it all began
It's not acquire by the color of your skin
But knowledge is something that you must learn
From every book you read and every page you turn
You open a book up, hoping to look up
Rhythms of mine, you know the time that you took up
Don't waste time, don't feel AMD
Just jump on to the beat, the J-U-M-P

[Verse 2: Kid Frost]
Listen up to this shit, going to pump to this
Grab a rap stick and I clutch my fist
Cause when the mic's in my grip, it won't slip out
People say I'm too much and then trip out
A bug out but never pull the plug out the wall
From underneath, I pull the rug out your hall
And you'll fall cause that's gravity and automatically
Don not bite cause if you'll do, you'll get a cavity
Or worst than that, you could get shadowed by the stroke
Smoke
[Verse 3: Kid Frost]
It's starts with a spark in your brain, then it turns into a flame
I hope your middle name ain't propane
Hand me a a match or two, I'll wrap and I'll catch you
Clinging to this heat, swinging to this beat
But understand, you cannot take a big drag
This ain't the smoke that you roll with the Zig-Zag
And when you'll need to vice, to clear your eyes
Toke off the smoke, you'll be in for a surprise
Every vibration multiplied to a level so intense
My lyrics flowing so smooth and steady
This is the story of the Frost, the legend
The one for which in 1990, I think you're finally ready
Even if you're not ready, lyrics will flow steady
Wild fire, wild style is what you're getting
So screw the demo, let's cut the master
So the it came come out faster
The faster it comes out, the faster you'll hear it
The faster I'm in my new car steering it
Spinning my wheels, hear the screech of what I teach
Pull the culture of hip-hop I'm trying to reach
With the style of a pyro
And on the dance floor, you're body's in gyro
Motion, just like the ocean
The magic, I have it and you want the potion
So blaze off this craze, that is unless you're license is revolved
Smoke