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[krs-one] + [somebody beatboxing] |
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Let me tell you bout a crew i know [ba bum bum] |
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Called boogie down productions and they steal the show [ba bum bum] |
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With dj scott larock and krs-one |
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[ba-bum, ba-ba-bum, ba-bum-ba-bum-bababababababababa] |
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With d-nice you know the job is done |
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And i know [boom-ba-bum] oh yes i know [ba-boom-ba-bum] |
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I know because i'm krs-one, yo check this out |
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[beatbox continues in the background] |
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[krs-one] |
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Breath control.. here's an example |
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I appeal, to the +criminal minded+ |
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You can't find it, boy you're still blinded |
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Why don't you open your eyes and stop dissin |
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Get a prescription to listen |
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Sit in the class and ask real fast about a fresh rap |
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You're gettin left back, set back, kept back |
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Get back, i don't accept that material |
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Your rhymes are artificially flavored like cereal |
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I like clarity, so when you come here |
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Speak clear and concise and then i might give |
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A little slack to.. nah, wait - i take that back |
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If you're wack, i'll slap, fuck that! |
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Boogie down productions back, simply cause we never left |
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The radical sounds of krs |
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What a mess, to roll up and then 'fess |
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Wild guess huh, you thought you were the best? |
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But - yup yup - as it always turns out |
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You get burned out, your rhymes just run out |
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I immediately come out, boomin dope and |
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Don't provoke, you're walkin a very thin rope |
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Not even rope, the word i'm lookin for is string |
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When i sing, i sing to try and bring |
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Enlightenment, yet the suckers be bitin it |
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Radio's fightin it, the fans be likin it |
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Your face i'm wipin it, cause your mouth is dirty |
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You're unworthy to think that you can serve me |
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You heard me? these styles are universal |
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You need rehearsal, wait, first i'll |
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Beef up the system, rhyth, rhymin, timin, climbin |
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Then realizing |
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As producer of this dope record huh |
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I think it's time we break for a second |
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Breath control.. |
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[krs-one] |
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That's it, that's it, that's it |
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Break is over, back to the track |
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Resume attack, on the crews that are wack |
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We don't lack, i mean, we don't like |
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The played out styles when we're rockin the mic |
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The radical rebel at level fifteen |
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The amp only goes to ten, you know what i mean? |
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As it seems, it seems that you're doomed |
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Yes i'll boom and consume the whole room |
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Not a part, not a fraction or a sum |
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But all, capital krs-one |
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B-d-b-d-b-d-b-d-p |
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Takin mc's out constantly! |
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Because you're no big deal, you're no big wheel |
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You steal, come before me and kneel but |
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I'm not a king, i'm not a queen, i'm not a ace |
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I'm not a jack, i'm not a mc or a playboy |
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And i just ain't wack |
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I feel that you should get an understanding |
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You might be jamming, but krs-one is slamming |
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Hypothetically, or in reality |
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Takin you out, is a small technicality |
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Rhymes like these, or rhymes like this one |
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Comes in handy, while i diss some |
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Soft silly low budget sucker like yourself |
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I got the style you need, in my house on the shelf |
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Labelled, sucker boy style |
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I like to do it every once in a while.. |
