Krs-one - Ova Here lyrics

[KRS-One: speaking live] First of all, I don't know who y'all saw on this stage before me, aight? I don't know who y'all gonna see on this stage after me, true? But this is REAL HIP HOP! Worrrrrd UP! I'm gonna find out tonight, where the real hip-hop [Hook] + (live response) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) Blaow Blaow!!! Blaow Blaow!!! Clear em out clear 'em out!!! Word! Yo Nelly! You ain't Fo'Reel and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus I'm the baddest With the mic apparatus Challengin' the God of rap is madness I'll snatch your status With this ugly lookin' billboard you could stop them But I got enough albums to make my own top ten You limited, like the spread of traffic You bite my style off the radio so when you speak you bet I hear the static You better chill out like Chuck, I kick like three Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous Watch out, I be in the club inconspicuous Gotcha on your hands and knees! Ain't it about time for some real MCs? [Hook] + (live response) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) (Uh!) Uh! We on the hunt tonight When you see me comin', I don't front – I fight People say I'm contradictin, cause I'm all about peace To say the least With a violent history It ain't no mystery These rappers wanna get with me My people don't see that; all they hear is: "Stop hittin' me! Stop beatin' me KRS!" You want to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you don't exist! I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop-rappers f** these pop-rappers! Hip-hop DOES matter to me! Does it matter to you, My crew? If it does, you know what the hell to do: Throw your guns in the air! Pump it like, "yeah!" Let these b**h a** rappers know we in here! Go to the shows huh, boo 'em off stage Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they days! Let me tell you: let's give hip-hop a lift, And don't buy Nelly's album on June 25th That'll send a message to all them sellouts House n***a rapper, your bottom done fell out You don't even know how! I told you: I wasn't talkin' about you then, but I'm talkin' about you now! Blaow! one to the knees! Blaow! one goes right through! Even St. Louis don't like you!!!!