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You say ah-one for the trouble, two for the time |
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Ah-come on y'all, let's rock that... |
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Duck! or wind up down!! |
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Fiyah! huh |
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Pal joey in the house, d square in the house |
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Check it out |
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You're stuck up, your luck's up, you ****ed up, you're mud up |
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You can't even jump up, so shut the **** up |
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Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka |
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Is all you're gonna hear when krs-one step up |
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I'm thick like syrup, no, i'm not ?kura? |
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Sit back and relax and watch the krs era |
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No i won't let up, because of how i'm set up |
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I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up |
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Mc's get wet up, they met up with atypical |
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Subliminal, i'm original metaphysical criminal minder |
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Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither |
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I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver |
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I'ma, rhymer, with a tim-er attack |
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To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner |
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You'll see, when you come to the show |
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Blastmaster krs-one, leo -- the lion |
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Cryin mc's they be cryin |
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When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, "please, please!" |
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But i'll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine |
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Then dismiss it as kris and kenny |
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Rockin many, good n plenty |
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Any mc tests me gets done |
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Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue |
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Duck! sucker mc's duck! |
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Bo! duck down! |
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Sucker mc's duck! |
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Duck! sucker mc's duck down! |
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I don't battle to lose or win, i battle |
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To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin |
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I'm permanent punk, like a metallic marker |
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Krs-one, but you'll call me mr. parker |
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A pity i'm k-r, you ain't no superstar |
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Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krs-one be |
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Ripping up mc's with their meaningless words, y'know |
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There's more wit, to one of my turds of shit |
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You ain't shit, you never was shit |
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So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit! |
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Leave the poetry, it's just too strong for thee |
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Maybe we should rethink the strategy see |
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Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker |
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Cause the only word you know is mother****er |
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Yo, you don't see a whole race in bondage |
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No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage |
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Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher |
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Than fresher than fresh, of course it's krs |
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Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots |
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Be doing, i'm pursuing, chewing your whole crew |
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And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin |
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Like a gift, don't step to krs, you're dismissed! |
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Duck! duck! |
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Sucker mc's duck down! |
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Duck! bo! |
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Ree-winnnnnd!! |
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Duck! bo! |
