KRS ONE------intro----
Y'all not ready for this,
Uh unhh uh unhh,
See my name is KRS-ONE, G,
See when I be comin' through,
For the UK crew,
Me and goldie,
U know how we do,
Only the real hip-hop heads know what time it is wit this,
Now if u wit me,
Start--------
I leap through and dominate this microphone I speak through,
I'm writin for the people,
Ride it if you need to,
I can see through,
And see that,
You sought an MC, and tried to be that
That MC you saw was me,
Can you believe that? And agree that?
True lyrics will always suffice
And real meaning rhymes who go actual light
There's a true essence in every, chase your record sales, g
Some things are pure luck
Other things are meant to be
I bet they mention me, in the next century
Krs-one innovator in early rap poetry
Simotaniusly you will be forgotten
While in the year 2000 criminal minds will still be rocking
You waste your time battling me; I got my happening see,
You should of thought g, a little bit sooner
Instead of battling me you need to plan your longevity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis Jr.
The solar, followed by the lunar, followed by the solar,
Followed by McDonalds and Coca-Cola
The point is that, whatever the outcome of the battle
The date goes on with more French fries and soda
1,2 and you don't quit
Goldie has got to be the real sure shit
1,2 and you don't quit
KRS-ONE and yes we do it like this
Verse 2
Buckle up your seat belt we about to get busy
Lyrics get thrown like a Frisbee, who is he?
K, you gets dizzy
R, for the roots like kizzy, and kunta kinta in your cit-y
S for sensei not me y'all more like teacha
Not to familiar? Let me fill ya
Its like a jungle sometimes it makes my rhyme
As we climbing up the speed
We finding what we need, in the jungle
MC's stumble over they words
And mumble over they words
Suddenly it occurred KRS-ONE, word
Chorus
KRS-ONE come back in Digital x2
I got to get buck wild x3
Comin' through with the free style
I got to get buck wild x3
Comin' through with the free style
Verse 3
You can run with this
On the junglist
Only KRS-ONE can do it like this
Forever and ever, a det can in better
Whatever, however, rough to the letter
Let shut me shut a flame
As I cross stage and book game
In the jungle, I spark down like uncle
When I passed and fumbled
Chris and Goldie Drum 'n Bass oldie
No one can hold me!
U.K Drum 'n Bass all in your face
Got to represent UK up in this place
Representing like the Internet
All the way from New York City,
Down to your mutha fuckin set
KRS-ONE you know how we do son
Comin' through on that break dance
1,2,3 you know how we be
Break dancing back in 1983
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No you can't compare
Keep your eye right here
You can buy that there,
Or buy this right here
But guaranteed this will have your mind like "yeah"
Stumble, fumble, crumble
Chris gets these lyrics in the jungle
Making all these rapper mumble
Bass and Drum to this
All under this I got a bundle of this
For the juglist jump to this
Chris from steps New York
You best don't walk or get popped like a cork
Or wine, stop whining, I'm rhyming
Timing is blinding what you're still finding
You wait through what I say
The number 1 DJ
On the microphone minds get blown
KRS-ONE again? Got this shit sold
Not the microphone that's chrome all alone in your home
Definitely straight to your Dome
Check it out now
Check it out now
Check it out now
As we talk you back to 1979
KRS_ONE going back in time
Now you know your hands are in the sky
Ha ha haha -stop