of Christ made into a picture Our society's gettin' sicker and sicker and sicker Like liquor, we are God-intoxicated Not to the true God, but the one
, mad crew up in the house Check, me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing KRS-One in a party, man, me do me own ting Nuff MC test but you don't hear vowel one
What I want you to do is count to ten Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two On one you will be asleep, one I'm a blunt gettin' smoked and I
Except for the MC's, I knew everybody She tried to let off a shot, one more time But got stomped so bad, she turned to whine No one could find Denise
but still alive So he reach in his pants and pulled out a four-five Pop, one friend drop and everyone run Out of all the white kids now you the only one
party Except for the MC's, I knew EVERYBODY She tried to let off a shot, one more time But got stomped so bad, she turned to wine No one could find Denise
Buck buck buck-buck-buck, buck-buck buck buck! All rude bwoy lissen up! Black cop!! Black cop black cop black cop Stop shootin black people, we all
refreshing is it really?! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Whoo! .. Big shout out to Philly in the house G. Simone, you know you're not alone KRS-One on the micraphone
the dance bogle and a bogle and a bogle in the party Here's a likkle stylee, come an wake up everybody Boom Bap original rap Boom Bap, Boom Bap original
[Intro] What I want you to do is count to ten. Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two On one, you will be asleep - one [Chorus] I'm a blunt
Verse One: After seven years of rockin' How do you rate me? Poorly or greatly? Everybody seems to be goin' for their's lately Yo mad heads be needin
there is no double! And you don't want no trouble 'Cause Blastmaster KRS is flashin' lyrics on the double Chorus Verse Three: Check Me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing KRS-One
in fraudulation I know what it is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue You get ripped up by KRS-One
scratches between verses: "Boogie Down was performin, hey they ain't no joke" - Slick Rick "Down with the sound called B-D-P" - KRS * Verse One
[KRS-One] Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry You could beat me, cheat me, when you meet me try to
motherfucker...it's only right kid... [KRS-One] (Do it, do it, do it...) Drop that bassline... You want lyrics? We give ya lyrics. Check it out now, one
we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police! Chorus Verse Two: Now here's a likkle truth Open up your eye While you're checking out the boom-bap,
So he reach in his pants and pull out a four-five Pop! One friend drop and everyone run Out of all the white kids now you the only one You start cry,
