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Why do you listen to KRS-One?
"Cause it's more than just music. He speaks to my way of life." "KRS is the best. Listen for the inner meanings." "Never heard, anyone like this." [KRS-One] Feel this! Feel it! Feel the power, of DJ Kenny Parker, word up.. huh! C'mon, yeah.. uhh.. {"Yeah yeah yeah"} So we gonna come down one time for your mind, you know whassup Turn it up, turn it up turn it up turn it up Look!! We spit out hits, ghetto chicks, chromed out whips Philosophers rockin your corner movie scripts Ghetto lifestyles, keep watchin.. ("Protect yourself") - that's right! We spit out hits, ghetto chicks, chromed out whips Philosophers rockin your corner movie scripts Ghetto lifestyles, keep watchin.. ("Protect yourself") Yo, all summer they bump the KRS-Oner From the microscopic atomic structure of the under I spit thunder, which hunts ya, runs you down and stuns ya I'm at the center of all rap worlds like a rotunda Then again, I rock you and your friend again In any club in the country when you say KRS they say, "Let him in" V.I.P. passes for intellectuals with glasses Ignorant asses get left outside with the masses Next day we attend classes and gatherings Shattering, those that be rattling about battling Battin 'em down from the Bronx like Don Mattingly(?) The black African snappin backs again and laughin again You won't be askin again, my album I'm already masterin Whoever you think is dope I'm already blastin him We spit out hits, ghetto chicks, chromed out whips Philosophers rockin your corner movie scripts Ghetto lifestyles, keep watchin.. ("Protect yourself") - that's right! We spit out hits, ghetto chicks, chromed out whips Philosophers rockin your corner movie scripts Ghetto lifestyles, keep watchin.. |
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[KRS-One]
Who was the first to flash the heat on the cover? Who was the first crew to go against another? Who was the first to go acapella on a video replay? Who was the first to lose a DJ? Who was the first to teach at Yale? Who was the first to hit that hip-hop reggae, on the nail? Who was the first to say +Stop the Violence+ And teach that real bad boys move in silence? You're soon to see the mind bendin rhyme weapon Get more busy than two-two-three-double-nine-seven All these rappers, swear they the best I know whatchu thinkin about, "Where's KRS?" Eighty percent of these rappers fake they {shit} The other twenty percent they goin upstate and {shit} There's no way out except knowledge and wisdom I got it so I spit 'em you ain't got it you gotta get 'em Who was the first to produce mix and write At the same time up in the club rockin the mic? Who was the first to have a DJ and a side man? The first to say what is hip-hop? "I AM!" Who was the first to produce gangster {shit}? Put out, gangster hits with a gangster click? Not no prankster (shit), Steady be, Mad Lion Just-Ice, Shabba Ranks and (shit) My Channel is Live, my only battle is Jive MC to MC, you won't survive You'll be censored cause my Crew is 2 Live I ascend like Christ and watch you die Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!) Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!) DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop (HERE!) Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!) Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!) Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!) Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!) DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop (HERE!) Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!) Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!) [KRS-One] I'm like Noah, I'm takin 'em, two by two I took, them and them and I'll take, you and you Be I'm right or be I'm wrong You'll see I'm tight with this mic, you should be like, "be |
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Yeah, who will be standing when the smoke clears?
(KRS-One) Word up, what's up with this? We're coming through Boogie Down style, kid, what's up? This is KRS-One, the light at the end of the tunnel Yo, they not hot, all they do is talk a lot That's not hot, where's your respect on the block? That's hot, not 'cause you're friends with the cops That's not hot, a real MC you're not I'm hot, been hot, repeatedly heated Don't call the teacher, hah, you best be seated You got these kids gazed up like you own the inventory Fake muthafuckas ain't tellin' the whole story Tell 'em how you borrow from everyone you knew And now that you're on top, they can't borrow from you That's not hot, tell 'em how you love bein' pop 'Cause you was so broke before sleepin' cold on a cot You don't rock, you grab money Your crocks rock the spot and you grab them honeys It's about to get ugly I don't even go to these bullshit kiddie-ass clubs You wanna be a thug? Let's thug First of all, soldiers speak to soldiers Captains speak to captains Lieutenant, lieutenant, cool? But your first mistake is, he's steppin' to me, rookie Like you a O.G. and you just a run-up, fool Who really got these streets on lock? Whose name really holds high respect on the block? Who opened up these clubs and taught you how to mix? Who opened up these thugs from Compton to the Bricks? I don't even sound like the rest of you kiddies I study the ways of God, you studyin' titties And ass, I pity your class 'Cause you come out with a blast But you're trash, so you really don't last They not hot, all they do is talk a lot That's not hot, where's your respect on the block? That's hot, not cause you're friends with the cops That's not hot, a real MC you're not They not hot, all they do is talk a lot That's not hot, where's your respect on the block? That's hot, not 'cause you're friends with the cops That's not hot, a real MC you're not This is hotter than heat, too deep, I'm on top of the streets You weak, you ain't really rockin' these beats You [unverified], you dress straight, eat straight But you're a slave and yo, you can't come up in a heat tank God we thank, we watch what we sell You better hope these Christians are wrong 'cause you goin' to hell Think about that when you're spittin' your raps And you call out KRS, I'll put you flat on your back You're not hot, all you do is talk a lot That's not hot, where's your respect on the block? That's hot, not cause you're friends with the cops That's not hot, a real MC you're not What's hot? (KRS-One) That's hot, what's hot? (KRS-One) That's hot, who's hot? (KRS-One) That's hot, where's your respect on the block? (KRS-One need to be runnin' for office) (So Butta-Pican Rican, tell 'em to get off it) |
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[KRS-One] Class in session. What, is, democracy?
[student] Yo it's the rule of the people. The self rule. [student] It's what the people want! [K] That's right. But is this a democracy? [s] Nah, democracy is a goal to be attained. [K] That's right. The character of the people should be reflected [K] in the laws and the institution of the state. [s] Psssh, I don't see my character reflected! [K] Tell me [Chorus One: KRS-One] WHY, are all the schools they fallin apart and WHY, the youth not takin no musical art and WHY, the professionals really don't know where to start No, one, really, cares, about WHY, the people ain't trustin the law and the order and WHY, the hookers from 70's look like our daughters and WHY, the radio station they help with the slaughter No, one, really, cares, about [KRS-One] The mind, they usin until it's time they doin a rhyme will ruin what you doin if you crime pursuin Let me tell you bout gettin your family out the mean ghetto to green meadows, where you can finally be settled That street level, freak level, pullin out heat level Eatin meat level, deceit level, that's that beast level You gotta stand upright in a house with three levels Where you don't even see devils unless he shovels the snow Many philosophers live on the low Never crazy hazy or lazy we get up and go Whaddya know, I'm always teaching after the show Not messin with hoes, I'm with my wife, changin my clothes Blowin my nose, deliverin blows to foes with new flows; then disappear where nobody knows Cause I got too many questions, too many lessons I gotta go, too many people stressin but I gotta know [Chorus Two: KRS-One] WHY, these officers gunnin us down on our block and WHY, the President never steps in on these cops and WHY, the mayor don't even look like he in shock No, one, really, cares, about WHY, the call of the poor is always ignored and WHY, the senators governors breakin the law and WHY, they taxin and taxin and taxin the poor No, one, really, cares, about [KRS-One] You, me, or themselves you can tell, they livin in hell But they come on the TV lookin so swell Sellin you dreams of schemes of you gettin green and cream But they never explain the work and all it means You got to visualize, close the lid on your eyes and visualize, minimize lies See yourself bigger in size, quicker to rise up wise up climb up, before your time's up but [Chorus One] [s] The votes [K] That's right [s] The politics [K] That's right [s] The government you know! [K] Uh-huh, people basically have the government they want [s] If people felt dissed, they'd be out rebellin right now |
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[KRS-One]
Thou knowest not what thou sayeth in speech? Doth thou know what thou teacheth to each? From thine own mouth, thy corrupt thine own house Thy corrupt thine siblings and thine own spouse Satan has hold of thy spirit So evil has hold of thy lyric Whomsoever shall hear it shall adapt it And walk the talk of evil just as ye rapped it But I cometh forth today to say thus Evil is an illusion, in GOD we trust In Satan we lust Coveting thy brother's vehicle while riding the bus Feeling unjust Trust not sinners in the flesh they aren't winners But in the spirit they art children, beginners Eat not of the dinner they serve Seek the experienced MC, not the beginners in word |
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Yeah, uh huh, underground, never stop y'all
Underground, K.P. y'all come on Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Take that stand, realize the truth Knowledge intellect bringin' minds anew There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now B R O N X See these cars, see these checks, intellect See these thugs, ain't no sweat, intellect A thousand miles, how do you do it? One step Now check out this flow, they wanna be down, but they can't Original criminal minded flow, they just ain't Ready for the real, ready to peel off the paint Your style is fake, the teacher returns to debate You the best? That's bull, you questionable Highly flexible, wasn't you sexual? Now you hardcore? You need to see God more I sit on the faculty you, you sophomore Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Take that stand, realize the truth Knowledge intellect bringin' minds anew There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Time to get it, now you did it, tryin' to spit it You don't fit it, ask the critics, already did it, skipped the gimmicks I don't mimic, metaphysics, you'll admit it, better to live it Better to give it, so I spit it every minute so you get it My lyric is wicked an' full of culture y'all Huh? Battle, nah, get back in your car Either you never heard of me or you really wanna get with me But as your teacher let me test you for a learning disability You feeling me? 'Cause you can't, get it through your head This is, suicide, you're better off dead Let me not amp you up 'cause this style you can't do what My stomach can take it and your stomach it'll cramp you up This is, breath control, breath control stylee I get up all in that ass that [Incomprehensible] toxic heinie Try me, back in the days you woulda had sorrow Try the teacher today, and you won't see tomorrow 'cause Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Take that stand, realize the truth Knowledge intellect bringin' minds anew There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Like a piss on the streets I exist Not the meat but the fish Complete the feat when I'm speakin' the heat into this Witness Kris rippin' this Don't trip on this, skip ahead if you're ready My show medley is deadly I'm about a hundred million mic years away These players I don't hate, but I'm not here to play I hit it all day, all night, all afternoon Rock all mics from the days of sassoon Where the hell was you? On the corner with rats When we was at the LQ, lockin' it down and that was that Divine speaker, mind keeper, time teacher, time leader I'll be sittin' in the club by the speaker Waitin' for you rappers to choke up then I eat ya Like some prehistoric winged creature, ah On your neck, like the American eagle facin' East and West I be the best, Blastmaster KRS 'cause Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Take that stand, realize the truth Knowledge intellect bringin' minds anew There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Get them up, get them up Get them up, get them up Get them up, get them up Get them up, get them up Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Take that stand, realize the truth Knowledge intellect bringin' minds anew There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna take it now Attention all true hip-hoppers Let us come together, for the unity of hip-hop culture Every third week in May, is hip-hop appreciation week, celebrate with us Then, join us in November, for hip-hop history month Big up, to the Zulu Nation, hey Teacher, yes who's that? It's the authorities, they're at the door Chill the authority is here |
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First thing we must do is make up our mind
Then we must go and really clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind First thing we must do is make up our mind Then we must go and really clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind Stand up brother, stand up sister I told y'all before, love is gonna get'cha Lovin' that money, lovin' that liquor Lovin' that sex without respect you gets no bigger I ain't got time to chill, only got time to build You find that in those with skills This a real MC, of the highest degree With no video, my show they dyin' to see Not whether I'm buyin' 'em three When you watch television just keep sayin', they lyin' to me 'Cause they are, how long you gonna stay at the bar? I'm not desperate for money, maybe you are, but listen First thing we gon' do is make up our mind Then we gon' go, and we gon' clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind First thing we gon' do is make up our mind Then we gon' go, and we gon' clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind Don't you think it's time we thought about the future? Whether our children they gonna be winners or losers? Don't you think it's time to advance the rhyme we spit? Whether you know it or not, you deep in politics All inside of it, in fact you the issue Don't let this government diss you They really do not want you to vote, they really do not want you to hope They really want you sniffin' they coke You look around yo we missin' the boat I coulda wrote about anything to get on, but this what I wrote And what I'm writin', is guaranteed to enlighten Like Dr. Cornel West, Michael Eric Dyson This is how we do it today, enough of the crime talk KRS got somethin' new to say Rise up, and put aside childish things This is the message we bring, listen First thing we gon' do is make up our mind Then we gon' go, and we gon' clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind Last verse, KRS, blast first Ignorance is bad, but temptation that's worse They hide they purse, 'cause of the way we spit the verse No one ever told 'em that the style's rehearsed And even if they did, it wouldn't be new to their mind 'Cause all day rappers confess to doin' these crimes So when the cops see you, they're not thinkin' about me They thinkin' about takin' you out of society Keep it right, don't lie to me You think it's too much preachin' teachin'? Huh, well fine, we'll see When you're locked up in J.D.C., or even prison The truth shall set you free, just listen You want health, and really that's about prevention You want love, real love, and not depression You want awareness, which come from discipline and will You want wealth, which come from skills When you really ready to talk, let's build You ain't gotta be a scholar to know the next 4 years gonna be ill I believe you already know the drill, don't lie Don't steal, seek peace and don't kill First thing we must do is make up our mind Then we must go and really clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind |
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There's no such thing as a government
There's only people rulin over people People jerkin around people People lendin a hand to people.. What part of the system do you play? Who do you oppress? .. Uhh! [Chorus] What kinda world are we livin in? Yo What kinda world are we livin innnnnn? Can I get with my people? Can I sit with my people? Break bread with my people? Move ahead with my people? [Chorus] - 1/2 [KRS-One] When every day, seven thousand kids are gettin locked up When every day the justice system seems to stay stocked up When every day they cuttin 'em down 'fore they even pop up When every day you gotta duck 'fore you get shot up What kinda world are we livin in, spinnin in Winnin in, sinnin in, let us begin again Churches are ran like corporations makin me holla Corporations are ran like churches praisin the dollar There's no way out, or is it? Release your doubt and live it Teachin metaphysics don't listen to these critics hear it What kinda world are we livin in? Believe in yourself, achieve for yourself, see for yourself Speak for yourself, never weaken yourself, by deceivin yourself Believe in your wealth, see'mon! [Chorus] [KRS-One] Yo, yo, yeah What kinda world are we livin out, we move about in fear and doubt, tryin to get more clout Just check it check it out, we took the wrong route to a morality drought, basically I'm callin 'em out What kinda world are we livin in, when a song will not get on, unless it talks 'bout thongs Now where did we go wrong? We don't have long Preference all torn all worn not norm and all gone What kinda world do we live around, when we lay around Let me break it down, they shuttin us down while we play around, we fallin, stallin while God's callin, all in to fall in [Chorus] [Chorus] - 1/2 [KRS-One] When every day another unwanted pregnancy ends When every day another person is betrayed by a friend When every day it never ends, and the people pretend like the President is there cause of them, let me ask What kinda world can we really trust when the cops they can shoot at us? Bo bo! What kinda world can we really grow (ohh) when our daughters want to be hoes (ohh) and a father that nobody knows (ohh) and a mother wearin them sexy clothes (ho) What kinda world are we livin in, yo What kinda world are we livin in, uhh [Chorus] w/ variations [KRS] Can I get with my people? Can I sit with my people? Break bread with my people? Move ahead with my people? Can I sit with my people? Can I get with my people? Break bread with my people? Move ahead with my people? Can I sit with my people? Can I get with my people? Break bread with my people? Move ahead with my people? Fresh.. for two-thousand-one.. you SU-CKAZZZZZZ! |
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Instead of reading the word of Christ, be the word of Christ
Instead of following God's word, be God's word That's the conciousness of hip-hop You are not just doing hip-hop, you are hip-hop You are not just reading the word of God, you are the word of God I will make it I will make it They can fake it () Time that I state it I can create it I create it No one can make it For me, what you see is what you get in these days I'm so hungry you can throw my dinner right on the stage You can bite down on my rage, bite down on my anticipation With no doubt or hesitation, repeat this affirmation I will make it, Not I wanna make it Show em how we made it In fact, we've made it Every time we state and believe it we create it The power of your very word is highly underrated Sleepin in the dark in the park watchin others push they cart Say this whole thing in your heart I will make it I will make it They can fake it () Time that I state it I can create it I create it No one can make it For me, I ain't askin I ain't beggin I ain't pleadin In a positive direction my lifestyle I'm leadin I'm readin about ways of achievin what I'm believin Every time I'm speakin I'm seein myself leapin Over buildings, over the one on the corner chillin Straight into knowledge of self, countin up millions Changin my situation, with creative visualization Givin libation for this ancient information I will make it I will make it They can fake it () Time that I state it I can create it I create it No one can make it For me I will make it cause you're gonna make it I will make it cause you're gonna make it I will make it cause you're gonna make it |
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We krush them and they click
Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get You supposed to get free and intelligent Not a platinum plaque that's irrelevant We krush them and they crew Let me tell you right now what you supposed to do While they floss with the chi-ching and all the rings You stay focused, keep doin' your thing You cannot get the diamond ring if you can't really sing Or if you haven't got a skill that you ready to fling What you bringin' to the table if you not really able Tryin' to get to the top like the Tower of Babel Back in the days, remember all the old gold cables Where they at now? Sold when they dropped from the label All the money they gave you, made you very unstable They really enslaved but you wasn't able with the coke in your nasal To see you up in the crib but they rockin' your cradle You a joke and you fatal, they made you an MC Meaning, most confused Not E M C E E, that's what I use Many people really wanna know from me When I'm a drop and they can go cop, the next LP Or CD or T A P E you see It's about word of mouth for me We krush them and they click Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get You supposed to get free and intelligent Not a platinum plaque that's irrelevant We krush them and they rap Yo, they don't really know where the money is at And what's funny is that, is if you'd just stay focused They'd be the one to be the brokest I'm from the inner city, that's right, flashy asses and titties That's right, no pity mad graffiti, that's right Broken gang treaties, that's real I speak complete broken slang freely at will I spit what I'm about to spit, get what I'm about to get Never no counterfeit, movin' about a bit 'Knowledge Reigns Supreme', only a few like the sound of it Others can't get down with it So why did I have to come off my sabbatical? Battle you? My metachromatical will splatter you I got another track to do, I can't mack witchu Your rhymes are fictional, mine are factual I'll embarrass you, I'm glad to do I'm the teacher but in the streets it can be bad for you I feel sad for you, 'cause you frontin' like you gettin' ahead But you really on E instead I've come to show these people, you're not my equal All you want is the cash and a hoe in a see-through Yeah, KRS-One comin' through with the breeze team You know how we do We krush them and they click Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get You supposed to get free and intelligent Not a platinum plaque that's irrelevant Yo, we krush them and they squad Let me tell you right now that it's all about God You can walk around the streets like you livin' it hard But a real teacher know when you scarred I refuse to be bought, I refuse to snooze I refuse to come up short, I refuse to lose I refuse to be caught in the court I refuse to refuse bein' taught, I refuse evil thoughts 'Cause they whole shit's wack, trap's wack You're wack, you're pack's wack, in fact I jab-slap that Cap at that, now, retract that crap, wherever I'm in or at You better go back and sip that crap Bring your gat, I'm lovin' that Like football, you'll be, runnin' back Blazin' 'em, merely dazin' 'em, barely playin' 'em out These are God's lyrics, I'm just sayin' 'em out We krush them and they click Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get You supposed to get free and intelligent Not a platinum plaque that's irrelevant We krush them and they crew Let me tell you right now what you supposed to do You supposed to be buttoned up right to your neck If you a woman, you'll get respect Let me tell you we krush them and they crew Let me tell you right now what you supposed to be You supposed to be a man of integrity Above the law, you effect destiny We krush them and they lie This is conscious rap, we not hypnotized Anywhere the action's at, we rappin' at Takin it home and unpackin' that, that, that |
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| 3:55 |
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Uh-huh, whatchu thought? Uh-huh, we was done?
Uh-huh, whatchu thought?! Yeah, yeah Yeah, whatchu thought? Uhh, uhh, uhh Yo, yo, back again! What's that? Back again! What's that? Word! see'mon A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! Yo, yo, yo, check it, check it Let us begin, KRS, winnin again, KRS-One did it again KRS bigger than them, look at them they bit it again I think my gun just gonna start clickin again Click-clack, I always spit back Anybody call my name I go get that In fact we draggin 'em out, to a deserted route The teacher returns, you must learn, the word is out No doubt highly respected, Front Page Records Off the hook, yet still connected Are you teachin yourself, teachin yourself? I'm like history repeatin itself "Criminal Minded", you've been blinded again Lookin for my style you can't find it again You can find these others that may sound like Kris but when it comes to the hands they don't get down like Kris! They never ran up in the clubs with a hundred thugs Never had the respect of Crips and Bloods Never knew B.O., they never knew Big Pun They never battled MC's, they never bust they gun They don't know that, all they know is that show DAT That's Digital Audio Tape if you don't know that Now go back and get my name correct 'fore I snatch that platinum from 'round your neck A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! Word, yeah yeah, uh-huh, yo Yo, yo, yo (hit 'em Kris!) What mean the world to me? H-I-P, H-O-P And S-I-M, O-N-E And G-O-D, I stay low key I go down to hell, and slap up Satan Then return to heaven, where Scott LaRock is waitin Resurrection, just like my brown complexion when I speak, I don't need protection from the heat I walk these streets and I'm quick to hit first Throw on any beat I'll be quick to spit first and rip town, I take one look around And all you hear is, "Get down, get down, get down!" Knowledge Reigns Supreme, I stay on blast That's why these rappers want me to go on last That's the truth, that's the fact, that's the deal Forget sex appeal, my tech is real And my rep is real, K-are-S Woo-woop-woop! That's the sound of E-M-S The rag on your head, it best stay white Cause I can turn that red in a mintue a-ight? Now go back and get my name correct 'fore I snatch them diamonds from 'round your neck Once again, get my name correct 'fore I snatch that platinum from 'round your neck A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! Yeah.. yeah.. yo, yo, yo To all my heads who want to see an improvement in hip-hop culture, join this movement We need more glocks than my man Freddie Foxxx The knowledge I spit to the click it don't stop That hardcore God-core, ready to start war Rock more shock more top your pop tour I'm sure I'll drop the grade to zero When the teacher return, I don't chase DeNiro Like where yo? Where yo? They livin in fear yo It's a jungle sometime, but I got my spear yo The album's called "Sneak Attack", that's what it is KRS-One spittin facts to kids A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! |
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We keep it tight, we keep it right
We're comin' strong, we're movin' on (Yeah) It's time to rise and unify Keep comin' strong (Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!) Just keep movin' on Yo, where's my people at? We be where the elite be at We really never need the gat, we comin' with a sneak attack In fact, best believe we back, what we rap it heats the track Kenny Parker sees to that, my job is to teach these cats Present the clear speech they lack and show 'em how to eat from rap We keep it tight, we keep it right (That's right) We're comin' strong (Uh, huh, yeah) We're movin' on (Tell 'em again! Uh) It's time to rise and unify (Yeah, yeah) Keep comin' strong (Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!) Just keep movin' on You know why the devil can't get with me 'Cause he's a liar, I've got victory You can stick with me, my click is free Negativity, that doesn't live with me These rappers on one, I've skipped to three These rappers on A, I've skipped to C My image, heads ain't quick to be, so I thank you for pickin' me I know why people got to know, these wack rappers got to go Let a MC rock the show, I'll show 'em how it 'posed to go We forgot simply what we supposed to know We still must defeat the foe, so what you got the dough? Your words don't make us glow, in fact they make us slow How long this gonna take to know you ain't gotta be a hoe? We keep it tight, we keep it right (Yeah) We're comin' strong (Yeah, yeah) We're movin' on (Uh, huh, tell them again!) It's time to rise and unify (Yeah) Keep comin' strong (Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!) Just keep movin' on Look at the teacher, I stay attuned People are blessed when I walk in the room Snakes [unverified] don't stop me, and if they did They'd be askin' for a tag 'fore they kids Medical students lose it when I enter any hospital Doctors wanna talk music and whatever's topical It's all logical, I perform the impossible Through words I put hip-hop in you, listen Here's what we got to do, unify Defeat the flesh, defeat the beast in you and I Win or lose I never shout, believe in yourself and never doubt Discipline is simply a better route We keep it tight, we keep it tight We keep it right, we keep it right We're comin strong, comin' strong We're movin' on, movin' on! It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify Keep comin' strong, comin' strong Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on We keep it tight, we keep it tight We keep it right, we keep it right We're comin strong, comin' strong We're movin' on, movin' on! It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify Keep comin' strong, comin' strong Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on Just keep movin' on, we gotta keep on movin' on Just keep movin' on, wake up and realize Just keep movin' on, that you just keep movin' on Just keep movin' on, it's time to realize Just keep movin' on, that you gotta keep movin' on Just keep movin' on, keep movin on, keep movin' on Just keep movin' on, you gotta keep movin' on You gotta take that time Just keep movin' on, you gotta realize that it's time Keep on movin' on, keep on movin' on |
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Yeah, whassup? Whassamatta you?
(You) Why you lookin' so sad? (So sad) KRS is back, but you don't look so glad (He's back) Ahh, shutupayouface, look at this place Why was I chosen to pick up the race? And carry the flame, the torch, the name? Millennium games, it's all the same Sinners repent, many for fear End of the year, everyone cheers Only a few hear my voice in they ears Everyone else well they really don't care But what if I told you I could read the future And in the future, they the losers We the winners, cause they the sinners Well it's all mathematics, can I eat my dinner And think why was I made to link (Think) Between them and the universe, battle, who the first? I don't really care 'cause I'm really not here I'm showin' you skill, but you still sayin', "Where?" Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad? (You) (So sad) KRS is back but you don't look so glad (He's back) Ahh, shutupayouface Every race, walkin' around with they head up in space They cannot see that we all really one In any battle I already won Thank the creator, it's already done KRS-One? Leavin' 'em stunned Dunn duh-duh dunn dunn done it again Me and Will and my brother named Ken Now let me tell you The bass in your face, the highs in your eyes Will make you realize If you down with the temple of Hip-Hop You not no average guy, or girl C'mon take a critical look in my world See the metaphysical books that I twirl and twist Forces the ventriloquist I'm just a dummy gettin' money at this name Kris Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad (You) (So sad) KRS is back, but you don't look so glad (He's back) Ahh shutupayouface KRS-One, Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everyone Look, I be chillin' readin' a book While the hip-hop nation repeats my hooks All I wanna see is y'all healthy and wealthy Yeah, we already did it, really what can they tell me About the pimps and the hoes, players and the clothes You gets no money if you got no flow, no skill C'mon y'all it's time to build If you got no skill, how you gon' build? Build, c'mon y'all it's time to build If you got no skill, how you gon' build? Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad (You) (So sad) KRS is back, but you don't look so glad (He's back) Ahh shutupayouface, negative ass We bring the light North Carolina, they got me Florida, they got me Texas, yeah, they rock me In New York City they got me L.A., ha hah, they got me Canada, up North they rock me D.C. Atlanta, they got me Ha hah, none of y'all can't stop me Whassamatta you? Why you lookin' so sad (You) (So sad) KRS is back, but you don't look so glad (He's back) Ahh shutupayouface! Give it to 'em |
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[KRS-One]
Okay now, listen to this.. [Seagull sounds] A mystical teacher sat by the seaside It was about five o'clock cause we heard the free ride Anyway; the teacher was talking in stride Sitting upon a rock that was wide And warning against false pride "Come to where I reside!" a woman cried And the teacher replied, "Do you serve your fish fried?" "Yes," she replied, "with potato salad on the side." And the teacher replied, "Well where do you reside?" She said, "Up on the hillside, it's not a far ride. If you came to have dinner, I would be so gratified." The teacher replied, "It's six o'clock, seven o'clock, you decide." She replied, "Seven o'clock, do you like stir-fried?" She was mystified and felt so dignified The teacher was coming to the house where she resides So she purified with pesticides [Chemicals sprayed; noise] Called her friends up nationwide [Phone being dialed] Some of her friends were tongue-tied they felt so glorified She made steamed fish, baked fish, fish that was fried Soup, steamed vegetables, potato salad on the side [Cooking food] You could smell the bread in the oven far and wide Natural juices and water purified Organic fruits brought from the countryside With silver forks and knives placed side by side [Silverware clinks; noise] You could not be dissatisfied; Looking out the window staring at the mountainside, You would have died 6:59 she's swollen with pride As the moment intensified, there's a knock from outside [Knocking at door] She opens the door, for the teacher has arrived [Door opening] But to her surprise, it was a bum who cried "Please, I smelt the bread from outside! One piece," and then she replied "The teacher is coming, he's soon to have arrived. You're making me look bad, come on now, step aside!" The bum then replied, "When I say I'm hungry I haven't lied. Give me some of that chicken that you just fried." [Food cooking] She replied, "Chicken - fried? No that's for the teacher, you're not purified" Then she slammed the door and went back inside [Door closing] Sat on the couch with the TV Guide She looked at the clock, it was 7:09, then 7:30; He still hasn't arrived Eight o'clock, she's on the downside Nine o'clock, by now she's teary-eyed She's pissed off and her anger multiplied She cried, then fell asleep dissatisfied Next day she woke up, and was preoccupied With meeting the mystical teacher who lied Where could he hide? She ran down by the seaside [Seagull sounds] He was there teaching about - false pride "You lied!" she replied, "You lied! You said you'd be there at seven o'clock, you lied!" He replied, "No I have not lied. I came at 6:59, and you told me to move aside. I asked for bread and the chicken that was fried. [Food Cooking] And you said, that I wasn't purified." She replied, "I wasn't notified! I had no idea that you was the bum that cried!" And the teacher sighed, then replied, "This concludes our lesson on false pride." |
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| 2:58 |
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So gather round now for the raptism
'Cause if the dogs don't get 'em The cattle get 'em or the gat'll get 'em Or the crack'll get 'em Time for spiritual activism Life is a journey And Kris got the map with him Teach Latinos and blacks with 'em It's amazing when Whites And Asians kick raps with 'em 'Cause out of a thousand MC's Believe I taught half of 'em Knowledge Reigns Supreme I beam through many images My origin is a mystery Like capstones on pyramids We live it kid, challenge The teacher you will regret that I'm giving careers and taking careers away Did you forget that? Better check that you can rock This track and the next track But when I correct the spirit hit You'll always be set back So gather round now for the raptism Only those that got hip-hop in 'em And not rap in 'em and no crack with 'em Step up now and receive a holy dose From a holy host and take a break From these rappers that only boast Wake up to make up Yeah, yeah, yeah Wake up to make up Huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah Wake up to make up Yo, yeah, yo My intellectual battle Will make your brains rattle I'll unwrap you and your crew From the same shackle I'm on many different planes like a airport Psychologically you be rethinkin' Your identity and cuttin' ya hair short Now there's a thought That exposes your insecurity You put no fear in me I break the M from the C And reverse it to say, "See 'em? See 'em?" They allow the devil to lead 'em And they be givin' up they freedom So, huh, gather round for the raptism Wake up When the spirit hear it the lyric long before the track get 'em Wake up I spit 'em out, gotta get 'em out, the world I never been about I see them glitter but their spirit's goin' in and out We see them fading, we also see them hating We also see those living for musical chart ratings Hear what I'm stating or trading for what you're paying Replace fear with faith and you'll stop decaying Gather round for the raptism (Word) Gather round for the raptism (Word, word) Wake up, wake up, wake up Gather round for the raptism Make up, make up, make up 'Cause if the dogs don't get 'em The cattle get 'em or the gat'll get 'em Or the crack'll get 'em Yo, yo, gather round for the raptism Wake up, word, word Wake up, word Wake up, the dogs don't get 'em The cattle get 'em, or the crack'll get 'em Or the gat'll get 'em Wake up, everyday, when you wake up You got a chance to make up Remember you are not just doing hip-hop You are hip-hop Wake up to make up, wake up to make up Twice a year, hip-hoppers come together To celebrate the unity of hip-hop We come together, during Hip-Hop Appreciation Week Wake up to make up Which is every third week in May Wake up to make up Then, we come together in November To celebrate Hip-Hop History Month I will see you there, peace |
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