Crumbs on the Table
D‐Nice Lyrics

Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg?
Who is more successful, the origin or its derivation?

How about the MC that has just been led
What about the rapper that has been influenced?

To a renegade teacher, preacher then he got stomped
To an unconventional educator, who was ultimately overcome

Cause I'm a feature straight from the Bronx
Because I am a characteristic of the Bronx

Productions, better known as Boogie Down
Productions that are more commonly referred to as Boogie Down

If I was a king right now I'd get crowned
If I had supreme authority right now I would receive recognition

The Nice is a teacher, not a prince or a rap lord
I, D-Nice, am a teacher, not royalty or a rap overlord

I even write my rhymes on a blackboard
I display my lyrics on a blackboard

To get specific, and probably make you understand
To become more precise and hopefully help comprehension

What makes the 808 plan
What is the method behind the 808 beat?

It's simple, I'm a round it off like this
It's straightforward, I'll summarize it like this

That's how many stupid MC's I've dissed
That's the number of unintelligent rappers I have insulted

But if the commence to try me I won't buy it
But if they attempt to challenge me, I will not accept it

I'll look them up and down and I'll say "Don't even try it"
I'll scrutinize them and say, "Don't even attempt it"

Cause I can go on and on without breathing
Because I can continue without taking a breath

The TR, another form of BDP-eating
The TR drum machine, another tool for discrediting Boogie Down Productions

MC's like Chunky, moving real bluntly
Rappers similar to Chunky, who are indelicate in their movements

Shaking and baking MC's like a junky
Overwhelming rappers like a drug addict in withdrawal

Fiending, hitting MC's like they was cocaine
Craving success, striking rappers like they are cocaine

Calling them John Doe, meaning they have no name
Identifying them as nameless individuals

I'll spin you like a quarter, drink you like water
I'll toss you around, consume you with ease

Hit below the belt with things you never thought of
Attack with unexpected tactics

I lay down the law that I am a slaughter
I remind everyone that I am a massacre

I roll like a tidal wave, so you oughta
I surge forward like the ocean, so you should be prepared

Float like a sailboat, move like a speedboat
Drift like a passive sailboat, race like an energetic speedboat

In water, now watch you soak
In water, see how you become wet

Into a rhyme of mine until you hit the bottom
Into one of my lyrics until you reach the lowest point

It's heavy like an anchor, it's no problem
It's as weighty as an anchor, but it's not an issue

For me to just bake you, eat you like a cookie
For me to easily defeat you, devour you like a biscuit

I am a professional, boy, you're just a rookie
I am an expert, you are an inexperienced beginner

I'm here to sing a song, but some are not able
I am here to perform, but some cannot compete

Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table
Compared to me, you're insignificant

In my prime, more vocal than I've ever been
Currently, I am expressing myself more strongly than ever

I'm not an amateur, sort of like a veteran
I am not inexperienced, akin to a seasoned veteran

Split from the bums, arriving from a long trip
Separated from the lowlifes, returning from a lengthy journey

Now I'm back to just cold rip
Now I'm back to just rapping fiercely

MC's like confetti, eat 'em like spaghetti
Rappers are like confetti to me, I conquer them with ease

I chill for a year and yet I'm still ready
I relax for a year, but I am still prepared

To house MC's, sink 'em like a boat will
To defeat rappers, causing them to fall like a sinking boat

I roll heavy, thick like oatmeal
I move with force, dense like oatmeal

So now you know the 808 is showing
Now you understand the significance of the 808 beat

I do damage in just one moment
I am capable of causing harm quickly

Here's a little message to those who want to hang out
Here's a bit of advice for those who want to spend time with me

Just remember that I give pain out
Remember that I cause suffering

The TR-808 relates to a terrorizer
The TR-808 drum machine is related to a method of intimidation

Never hiding, clever always memorizing
I never conceal myself, I am always intelligent, and I recall lyrics well

Poetry, history, math, or even paragraphs
I can write about a variety of topics

I'm not into be-boying, just hoeing
I'm not interested in breakdancing, just rapping

Showing, blowing MC's like the wind does
Revealing my skills, overpowering rappers like the wind

I might lay you, sort of like a hen does
I might defeat you, like a hen producing eggs

Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable
Because your lyrics are inadequate and inconsistent

Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table
Compared to me, you are insignificant

You must think, before you even get soup
You must prepare yourself before attempting to challenge me

I'll put you on the corner and sell you like a prostitute
I'll deteriorate your reputation and devalue you

Like a street whore, make you want more and more
Similar to a prostitute, I will generate desire but continuously devalue it

Move you to the side, up and down like a seesaw
I'll push you around, like a seesaw moving up and down

Pulling out a gun is uncalled for
Brandishing a weapon is unnecessary

But I'm with it, so go for yours
But I am ready for anything, so proceed as you wish

You may even try to diss, but I call it flattery
You may attempt to insult me, but I consider it praise

I pack more volts than a Duracell battery
I have greater energy than a Duracell battery

Charging MC's, smooth like the breeze
Electrifying rappers, with ease

Scott made me funky, yo, that was one theme
Scott La Rock made my music fun and groovy

Or topic, showing I be rocking
Or subject, demonstrating my musical prowess

Every little city I play I leave a heat wave
I create a buzz every city I visit

Burning up the industry, never try to get with me
Setting the music industry ablaze, never try to challenge me

I'm the type of person that never needs rehearsing
I am the type of artist that never requires practice

Just a little sex, a six pack of Beck's
All I need is some intimacy and a six-pack of beer

And my room to move about, and a Guinness Stout
And a room to move and a Guinness Stout

To make me feel able, chilling, and stable
To allow me to feel confident, relaxed, and steady

Sometimes I'm on the mic, sometimes I'm on the turntable
At times I am a performer, at times a DJ

I'm superb, sort of like herb
I am extraordinary, similar to a spice

A man of my word and I've never been served!
An honorable man, who has never been defeated