| Song | I'm on the Mic |
| Artist | KRS-One |
| Album | Life |
| 作词 : Baker, Parker, Reynosa | |
| When you least expect it | |
| (This is just one style) | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| We back up in this piece like yeast to bread | |
| Underground you gotta find me like an Easter egg | |
| No need to beg, I hit the club hard on the red | |
| While you check for CDs I'm sellin' books instead | |
| I travel the country by car, by foot and leg | |
| What's worse than being behind is being ahead | |
| Prophetic visions of President Jeb | |
| Five storms hit Florida on his head and nobody said | |
| "What's the meaning of this? It's like God is dead" | |
| In the minds of the people hanging onto a thread | |
| You gotta go where your heart is led | |
| I spit truth but some cats, they just got the hardest head | |
| As you can see, I'm artist-led | |
| I take it to the black, to the green, and to the darkest red | |
| I write, recite and of course go off the head-top | |
| Knowledge Reigns Supreme, man - don't forget that | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| KRS and I'm on the mic | |
| (Class is in session, so you can stop guessin') | |
| KRS and I'm on the mic | |
| This is just one style | |
| KRS and I'm on the mic | |
| Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody | |
| KRS and I'm on the mic | |
| Listen | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Here's the mission, plain and straight | |
| We gotta nurture and develop what we create | |
| Hip-hop is our activity on the planet | |
| Today it's just an album; tomorrow they examine it | |
| In the future, someone's crammin' fast | |
| 'Cause they want at least a B in their hip-hop class | |
| I ain't even askin' you how | |
| If our ancestors built nations, why you ain't buildin' one now? | |
| Technology is not civilization | |
| Civilization is not about the tools that you're making | |
| You have an opportunity, at a new stop | |
| Truly living hip-hop is a chance at a new park | |
| You can play a new part: Develop new DVDs, new books, new art | |
| Open new food marts with hip-hop food charts and food carts | |
| Playing 2Pac while you shop (Do it) | |
| What's the sense of being a recording artist | |
| At a recording company for a year or two | |
| If after the third or fourth year they can't even hire you? | |
| In fact there is really nothing there for you | |
| If your life is not a can of goo | |
| Hip-hop is not a product; hip-hop is me and you | |
| What I spit will see you through | |
| I'm freein' you with knowledge of G-O-D in you | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| Foot soldiers, let's go - we got this | |
| The freedom to be really you that's what hip-hop is | |
| What can we really do? Reach for the top, kid | |
| Those that seek the bottom they shot stop and lock, kid | |
| We the inevitable, most credible | |
| And most are leaning back with the terrible squad | |
| Here to beat knock hard, this is the real truth | |
| Everything I spit be backed up with real proof | |
| Welcome to the underground | |
| Don't look for me in the mainstream, this is a whole 'nother sound | |
| Sound set we rock music in the streets | |
| In the schools and over the Internet | |
| Feel it yet? You ain't hear me yet | |
| You ain't really ready to get near me yet | |
| Y'all fear and fret | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuò cí : Baker, Parker, Reynosa | |
| When you least expect it | |
| This is just one style | |
| Verse 1: | |
| We back up in this piece like yeast to bread | |
| Underground you gotta find me like an Easter egg | |
| No need to beg, I hit the club hard on the red | |
| While you check for CDs I' m sellin' books instead | |
| I travel the country by car, by foot and leg | |
| What' s worse than being behind is being ahead | |
| Prophetic visions of President Jeb | |
| Five storms hit Florida on his head and nobody said | |
| " What' s the meaning of this? It' s like God is dead" | |
| In the minds of the people hanging onto a thread | |
| You gotta go where your heart is led | |
| I spit truth but some cats, they just got the hardest head | |
| As you can see, I' m artistled | |
| I take it to the black, to the green, and to the darkest red | |
| I write, recite and of course go off the headtop | |
| Knowledge Reigns Supreme, man don' t forget that | |
| Chorus: | |
| KRS and I' m on the mic | |
| Class is in session, so you can stop guessin' | |
| KRS and I' m on the mic | |
| This is just one style | |
| KRS and I' m on the mic | |
| Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody | |
| KRS and I' m on the mic | |
| Listen | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Here' s the mission, plain and straight | |
| We gotta nurture and develop what we create | |
| Hiphop is our activity on the planet | |
| Today it' s just an album tomorrow they examine it | |
| In the future, someone' s crammin' fast | |
| ' Cause they want at least a B in their hiphop class | |
| I ain' t even askin' you how | |
| If our ancestors built nations, why you ain' t buildin' one now? | |
| Technology is not civilization | |
| Civilization is not about the tools that you' re making | |
| You have an opportunity, at a new stop | |
| Truly living hiphop is a chance at a new park | |
| You can play a new part: Develop new DVDs, new books, new art | |
| Open new food marts with hiphop food charts and food carts | |
| Playing 2Pac while you shop Do it | |
| What' s the sense of being a recording artist | |
| At a recording company for a year or two | |
| If after the third or fourth year they can' t even hire you? | |
| In fact there is really nothing there for you | |
| If your life is not a can of goo | |
| Hiphop is not a product hiphop is me and you | |
| What I spit will see you through | |
| I' m freein' you with knowledge of GOD in you | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Foot soldiers, let' s go we got this | |
| The freedom to be really you that' s what hiphop is | |
| What can we really do? Reach for the top, kid | |
| Those that seek the bottom they shot stop and lock, kid | |
| We the inevitable, most credible | |
| And most are leaning back with the terrible squad | |
| Here to beat knock hard, this is the real truth | |
| Everything I spit be backed up with real proof | |
| Welcome to the underground | |
| Don' t look for me in the mainstream, this is a whole ' nother sound | |
| Sound set we rock music in the streets | |
| In the schools and over the Internet | |
| Feel it yet? You ain' t hear me yet | |
| You ain' t really ready to get near me yet | |
| Y' all fear and fret | |
| Chorus |