(You're ready?) (Yeah!) Gimme some ba** [radio reporter] We have here the members of the group Yomo & Markie And they'll be speaking on R&B selling out to rap I'm Leslie Burell And we'll be right back after these messages on K-DIS [VERSE 1: Yomo] Down here in the ghetto there's a new 33 Shakin and fakin, and just takin Corrupt, and twist around A sound that the ghetto found It's time to step down R&B usin r-a-p to make cabbage On the average I gotta start static Can't sit back, lounge and watch them get paid Probably with a style I played Sittin atop the highest limb on the loom Boom! - while I'm in a man-made tomb But litte did they know that the axe was sharp, y'all And Maulkie on the creep with a chainsaw Set the trap to shake this thang loose Now on bruise, tighten up the noose Tryin to survive as mainstream is bull Playin thick and strong, but can't pull I ain't goin for it, I ain't even Get a nudge to budge till it's leavin Flyin south for a long-a** winter Stayin south, cause I ain't the beginner The old soft tale trick ain't real This is a plot to k** A mockingbird [radio reporter] So Mr. Yomo, what do you have to say about R&B sellin out to rap? [Yomo] Well, you know, we really don't appreciate R&B taking... [radio reporter] Wait a minute, we'll be right back after these messages... [VERSE 2: Maulkie] I heard there's a bird that been shakin and schemin And for a style been fiendin It's a pree that's known as R&B And the hunter is a brother named Maulkie As I scope I peep what they doin Tryin to speed my process, and ruin An artform that they claim is a trend Remember this when you hear my record spin I ain't a token, flingin a verse or two Yo, they just wanna exploit you It's a shame that it's black against black Now I know where my people's head is at Stations, claim they're hip-hoppin I tune in, the rhymes ain't droppin But it's cool when a singer plays a rap Check it, Maulkie can't dig that Sell out, hell no, I won't go R&B I let the R&B come to me My angle's laid, amplified to be heard What it's to k** a mockingbird [radio reporter] The public would like to know, Mr. Markie Why are you two attacking R&B? [Maulkie] Well, we feel it's exploitation of a rare artform, and we are just like... [radio reporter] Now tell us, what does 'mockingbird' really mean? [Maulkie] Well if you just let me answer the question... [engineer] Cut take 5 [VERSE 3] [Yomo] Now R&B done straight took thangs to the max Singing over hip-hop tracks Mockingbird, shockin birds, rockin birds Gimme the lane, I start clock and verge Clippin your wings Straight clippin your wildest dreams Yeah, that's my theme Now everybody wants a little nest-egg How you get a nest-egg without a litte nest? Guess Most of my brothers are like illegal Can't compare a mockingbird with an eagle That's what I am when it comes to them and me That goes the same for Maulkie [ Maulkie ] The bird is in the air, and he's hard to hit Infrared on the brain, I gotta get with him As he dumps on you and the industry Nobody cares, it seems, but the Styler On a mission, me, myself and yo The s**ers gotta go Gold records and things don't get me off I get off by schoolin s**ers that's soft Ruthless does the retailin Like Marley and Tosh, we're just wailin When we attack, the pigeon plays dumb So run, little mockingbird, run [radio reporter] One last question: what's in the future for the both of you? [Maulkie] Well, in the future for both of us, hopefully we'll be doin some tourin... [radio reporter] Anyway - [Yomo] Now wait a damn minute, what the hell you mean: 'anyway'?! We ain't answered a question from the get-go! [radio reporter] But - [Maulkie] But this! [scuffle] [Yomo] ...get em, Mark, get, get... Yeah, we takin over the station Yella, kick it