| Just let it flow… do what you know.
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| To get you in tha mooooood.
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| Just let it flow… do what you know.
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| To get you in tha mooooood.
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| Check it Now! |
| Back up on the set KRS is on the mic' kid
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| I rock the black and white kid, smash that ass and you fly, kid
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| No need to hype it but KRS-One's the one who pipe’s it
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| These lyrical freestyles meanwhile you’re gettin excited
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| Quickery, inginiery, over my delivery I’m glittery
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| I’m rhyming against biggetry while youre giving me…
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| …ignorance, incompetence, inexperience! |
| Im not hearing it!
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| I battle with expedience and obedience, you macking the ingredients
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| Hiphop youre not being it!! |
| Youre trying it
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| My whole style right now youre I and it
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| I’ll take ya dark demo and put the sky in it
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| You say youre dope but like an Elvis Presly CD I ain buying it
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| Tell me the relevance of Money without intelligence!!!
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| There is none! |
| EXPERIENCE= Wisdom! |
| MC's I flick Dem
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| Lyric lick them, trick them, Kick Them, HAA HA-HA!
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| Stick Them!
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| Yeah! |
| Yo!
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| Now ev’ry time I kick this style that get you open
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| I remind I rhymes yeah I know you opened
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| For sum’thing more gifted uplifted!
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| Topical, rocking you, if its possible
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| Let me give it to you logical
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| Give it up is what you got to do! |
| Like a bad habit!
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| To battle KRS you need battle skills and magic
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| See this talus mineral around my neck can try to grab it
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| But remember: I don’t write rhymes I write classics
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| You can get your ass kicked, get back up in ya strolla
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| KRS-One is seven dope albums older, the holder of a boulder
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| You want a fresh style? |
| Let me show ya…
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| We will be here forever I told ya!!!
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| Just let it flow… do what you know.
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| To get you in tha mooooood…(2x)
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| Watch me now, wa-watch me now, wa-watch me now Glock me now
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| You be looking sloppy now, drop me how? |
| rock me how?
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| You can’t even stop me now!
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| Watcha really thinking bout when you wanna think it out?!
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| When I’m bout to bring it out the terror that I sing a bout?
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| If you do the crime then you must do the time and
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| If you kick a rhyme and its wack thats your behind and…
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| Dont be blinded looking this way 'cause you’ll be fine dead
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| My career going up-hill while yours declining
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| I’m the bomb on foot K-1 land mind
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| Bumping to this you will shatter same time!
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| These rappers be blind — they simply forget
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| That I’m the god of rap and my pride. |
| study the rhyme
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| Yeaaaaah!! |
| If youre feelin what we’re feeelinnng!
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| Let it floww. |
| Yeaaahh!
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| KRS-One keeps it toasty! |
| Ha Ha. |
| Whut!
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| Bigging up the supreme team
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| All college radio DJ’s, all underground MixTape DJ’s
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| Rock on!! |
| Yea Yea! |
| Mad shoutout from New York City to the world!
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| WORD UP to the World KID!
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| (yea yea yea) to the World! |