Man, let me finish this album, cause I'm tired of these females, you know what I'm saying? I taught most of 'em what they know already. I'm tired of 'em ignoring the fact. You understand what I'm saying, homegirls? So I should just let 'em know where I'm coming from. Cause I'm Sparky D
I'm not taking no shorts, nor playing no sports
Taking out emcees of all sorts
Cause I was taught when I fought, growing up in Brownsville
Not to run, but to gun, and to go for the k**
So I apply this lesson, keep emcees fessin'
So when they try to diss, they know that they're messin'
With the queen bee, see my rhymes'll cold sting ya
To the T-O-P is where Wiz and I'll bring ya
Hypnotize, tranquilize, lady MC slayer
Never ran, never will, if I do, I'll pay ya
372 Blake Avenue is where Spark got her smarts, and learned how to do
Much damage, much terror, on the mic no errors
Allowed, just I'm proud, to say that I'm def
My courage and my voice makes me the best
In a battle, no coward, in fact, I'm like Howard
Cossell, can't you tell by the way that I rap?
I make soft s**ers melt, and people stand and clap
Cause I'm the Spark to the D, and I come from the 'Ville
If you think about chasin', never ran, never will
So Grand Creator on the faders, capture all invaders
If you see a s**er, cut him, don't like perpetrators
Seen a dog in the street with foam in the mouth
Instead of running, I confront him, cold cursing him out
Cause fright is for the lightweight chumps of the world
See my momma taught me to be a tough little girl
Cause living in Brooklyn means to always be lookin'
Out, I watched my back, and I stayed on guard
In a MC battle I stayed unscarred
Cause I'm the Spark, the Joan of Arc, of emceein'
Like the US had Libya, you'll be fleein'
To higher, and drier, and safer grounds
Sparky D is on the mic and I come from Browns
Ville that is, yes I say
Never ran never will, no not today
Able to defend, bend plastic emcees
Like a baseball bat, I'll break you down to your knees
Cause I'm Sparky from the 'Ville, never ran, never will
Brooklyn's in the house, so let's get ill
Now that I got my point across, K-Wiz, pa** me my Mountain Dew
It's 1988, I made this album for you
Take my advice: drink Mountain Dew