Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope Beat, artist - Boogie Down Productions. Album song Criminal Minded, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.04.2016
Record label: B-Boy
Song language: English
Dope Beat |
| My name is that top of all of those that mix |
| Turnin poetry into cash for eighty … seven |
| Some did it got paid, some jams were never played |
| But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade |
| Go by, and why? |
| Cos they wasn’t fly |
| Others claim to be fresh |
| But they’re not KRS |
| I cannot walk around the street with my head in the clouds |
| Either runnin on my gear or havin colors too loud |
| Everything must coincide with the way I feel |
| And by the way, it’s Scott LaRock on the wheels of steel |
| So I take one step to adjust the mic |
| I get around the whole city so I do wear Nike |
| I like the funky beat |
| A studio like to meet |
| I write the crazy fresh lyrics |
| And I don’t eat meat |
| You can look me up and down, and my DJ too |
| Because we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew |
| Takin out MC’s on the 1, 2, 3 |
| No matter who they claim to be in society |
| Because we know their games, we? |
| appall their? |
| ??? |
| If they need a different style we can get? |
| large? |
| He’s I.C.U., he’s out to kill |
| I’m KRS and we get ill |
| DJ Scott LaRock got his own beat |
| The extravagant life is what we seek |
| I will tell you like this cos I know for a fact |
| I will live a long life and I don’t smoke crack |
| Captivatin the crowd 7 days a week |
| You know what they told me to say? |
| I got the dope beat |
| For me to say again another verse of my rhyme |
| Means what you heard before must’ve blew up your mind |
| So now it’s time to find poetry like mine |
| Do not waste all your time because I’m one-of-a-kind |
| Pullin out, easy goin cos the money be flowin |
| 6'4, brown eyes, and I’m always showin |
| Stupid MC’s on the mic the way it 'posed to be done |
| ?They? |
| study rhymes all week but I be rhymin for fun |
| When they lose they get upset, ?always? |
| pullin a gun |
| But they will snap out of that because I’m KRS-One |
| Not two, not three, but o-n-e |
| Get it right the first time I won’t repeat this rhyme |
| If you think that you can burn me with your amateur ways |
| Keep in mind that I been out there from back in the days |
| I don’t brag about the people I know |
| Because they’re still bluffin, they’re not givin me nuthin |
| I can walk around the city with the rhymes I flaunt |
| Cos no matter how you front it’s still the ones you want |
| See, I am funky fresh and poetry is my opinion |
| Takin out you suckas while Scott LaRock is spinnin |
| My name is KRS-One, I’m still kinda young |
| I don’t wear Adidas cos my name ain’t Run |
| Got Nikes on my feet and to be complete |
| I can rock an American or reggae beat |
| Got rhymes for 70's, 80's, and 90's |
| Not bein conceited but it won’t pay to try me Out to any feud, any battle, any reason |
| Make the rhymes up every season, this style, I’m just teasin |
| Pick up the pace, homeboy, pick up the pace |
| You’re way behind schedule, listen to what I’m tellin you |
| This particular style may vary, |
| The things I converse about are heard rarely |
| Some can’t bear me, others try to scare me Soundin intelligent but not yet equivalent |
| You know what? |
| I.C.U. |
| is in the house… |
| Miss Melodie is in the house… |
| ?Lena? |
| Love is in the house… |
| D-Nice rocks the house… |
| ?Gold Miss? |
| ??? |
| rocks the house… |
| Flavis Walker turns em out… |
| ?42 Black? |
| knocks em out… |
| Til my mellow pulled his gun, rock the house… |
| ?Naughty? |
| bust it out… |
| McBoo turns it out… |
| Chuck Chillout cuts it up… |
| Red Alert breaks it out… |
| Scott LaRock Jr. my pride and joy… |
| KRS-One |
| His mother’s first son |
| And no? |
| he can? |
| never run… |
| ?BD… |
| ?BD… |
| Scott LaRock… |
| Scott LaRock |