Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song True School , by - DJ Jean MaronRelease date: 28.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
True School |
| Strictly hip hop — that’s what we’re dealing with here today |
| Feel this one more time, let’s go back around |
| Feel this, bump this in your ride |
| Let the stress off you, yeah |
| Bump this, leave the job in the back |
| Leave the school in the back |
| KRS One |
| Listen to the stile awhile the KRS is giving you |
| I’m still repping, that’s a miracle |
| Me, I went from criminal all the way to spiritual |
| Now the people say ''yo, KRS, there’s no comparing you'' |
| Original, down to my DNA, I’m lyrical |
| From the golden age hip hop is what I spit at you |
| I am the pinnacle, my level is so critical |
| Way before the metrics KRS was metaphysical |
| You gotta look at the fact that I still rap |
| Hip hop culture, I live that cause I built that |
| Others are still trapped, they’re looking like field rats |
| Using real raps to see where their next meals at |
| If they would only feel rap and not deal rap |
| Their whole style, man, they wouldn’t have to steal that |
| I stay fresh cause I’m hip hop, blessed cause I’m hip hop |
| Cops wanna stress cause I’m hip hop |
| Fuck a desk and a lunch break, cutting through that red tape |
| Temple of hip hop, that’s the escape |
| No cure for the headaches and the failures |
| I’m on that rastaman vibrations like Bob and the wailers |
| I teach my kids to be sailors |
| Cause the sea levels rising, you gonna see technical failures |
| How many times I gotta say it? |
| The dream of Dr. King, uh uh, nope, I won’t betray it |
| I’d rather make one righteous dollar on my level |
| Than make a million dollars spitting rhymes for the devil |
| We’re not coming here to dance, me come to MC |
| Many say I’m the greatest like Muhammad Ali |
| Some say I’m arrogant and egotistical and cocky |
| Cause when I flow they know they can’t stop me |
| So here’s another classic, blast it like a shotty |
| My recoil kick so hard it bumps your body |
| Me I’m the last of the dreaddy, the knotty |
| KRS One, I liven up any party |
| Me getting booed? |
| Chewed? |
| Screwed? |
| Hardly |
| I’m spiritual minded, brother, I move godly |
| I got manners, when I sneeze I say pardon me |
| Twenty years rocking, I’m blessed, I got to be |