Yeah.. ahh, back to that old sh**!
For all you FAKE-a** teachers out there
Aiyyo Kris.. break this sh** up!
[KRS-One]
The type of lyrical terrorism I present
Educates people, at the same time pays my rent
You've been hearin me now for the past twelve semesters
When the s**ers stepped up, I had to use the drastic measures
I know you want to step to me kid!
But you're thinkin, "Damn, Kris is kinda big!"
Plus he rolls wit a crew that don't care
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that sh**, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is not legit
You heard Criminal Minded, and bit the whole sh**
Now if I punch you in your face I'd be wrong
Don't even think about battling with a song
You'll be gone, your career ain't strong enough to call my bluff
You ain't rough, you ain't tough, you'll be handcuffed
With your ribcage crushed
Naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks
You know my fu*kIN name
Blastmaster KRS is thinkin LONG range!
Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (repeat 4X)
[KRS-One]
They are in there, like you'll soon be in prison
(You await and this is f*ggot, your a** you'll be given)
Who you kiddin? You're only tryin to rock a party
You ain't really down to shoot nobody
So why you frontin? Sayin from the cops you be runnin
In jail in a pair of panties you look just stunning
You pop all that wannabe sh** on vinyl
Until your a** is bein pumped by some f*ggot named Lionel
In jail you ain't got respect
You a fairy, I'll be takin your commisary
And the picture of your sister, mister
As seamy as Pee-Wee Herman, I ain't trying to diss her
This ain't no bullsh** game and I ain't changed
I'm just thinkin LONG range
People died so I can rhyme..
You think I'm gonna grab the mic and waste my nation's time?
Step up with that weak sh**
You're psychologically, historically, and spiritually sick
Plus you're on my dick
Changin the subject, your rhyme style ain't correct
You know my fu*kIN name!
Blastmaster KRS is thinking LONG range!
Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (*repeats*)
KRS, Kenny Parker, Willie D from Long Island
Heather B, Ska-Danks
D-Square, Sidney Mills
Ha-ohhhh go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn!
Go Bronx! (Go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn!)
The Bronx! Yell Southside Bronx!
Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx!
Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx!
Southside Bronx, ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!