Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For Example, artist - KRS-One. Album song D.I.G.I.T.A.L., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.04.2006
Record label: X-Ray
Song language: English
For Example |
Yeah, one-two, what? |
What? |
Grab any tape that you think is hard |
Put it in your tape deck and press record |
Get this — what’s a real hip-hop emcee? |
Is it MTV? |
Is it BET? |
Is it five M-I-C's so the people can see? |
I mean, how you think you free when you act like property? |
Tell me, how can you judge an MC when he’s rockin |
I mean, rockin it live, not pickin his cotton |
I mean, adjustin his clothes I mean, how do you know |
Before you come to the show, and you’re not gettin cheated |
That you’re not gettin heated, that you ain’t come to the club |
Thinkin, «Uh-uh — I must have been weeded!» |
You got to be a educated consumer |
Spend your money on MC’s cause these rappers’ll do ya |
All they want is your cash, ass, glass, gas and a flick |
When you ask for that autograph, they ass dash quick |
Beware of the rapper, he talks like it don’t matter |
He pulls his gat while we BUST OFF the gatler |
He’s more of an actor, someone, into theater |
Not an upright MC with styles who speaks clearer! |
MC’s have no time for the bar |
Unless we politickin a tape to some drunk A&R |
We grab the mic and say who we are, KRS |
And start takin it to the chest of the best |
This is not a test or a demo |
This is when you let go of the limo, like many can’t do |
They may wanna amp you and chant new, record sellin |
But movin the crowd is somethin that they can’t do! |
You got to be mistaken, I am not your boy |
You fake what you creatin, playin wit’cha toys |
G’wan with all that bullshit bout you bringin noise |
Time for somethin more than PO-PO-POI-POI |
All of hip-hop ain’t seventeen |
Some of us still go back to «Microphone Fiend» |
Back when it was just MC’s and DJ’s |
No video that come on and just replay |
Uhhh… uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh |
We can never stop, forever we rock, take a listen |
The t’cha is back, cause rap’s whack when I’m missin |
Me, I would never want the future to believe |
That when they trust to look back on us there was no dope MC’s |
There was, all these rappers grabbin more and more money |
And now that I’m A&R they look more and more funny |
They rap for platinum plaques without buildin |
A cultural strategy worthy of our children! |