Yeah.. ahh back to that old shit!
For all you fake ass teachers out there
Aiyyo kris.. break this shit up!
[krs one]
The type of lyrical terrorism i present
Educates people at the same time pays my rent
Youand've been hearin me now for the past twelve semesters
When the suckers stepped up i had to use the drastic measures
I know you want to step to me kid!
But youand're thinkin andquot;damn kris is kinda big!andquot;
Plus he rolls wit a crew that donand't care
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I donand't play that shit, i play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is not legit
You heard _criminal minded_, and bit the whole shit
Now if i punch you in your face iand'd be wrong
Donand't even think about battling with a song
Youand'll be gone, your career ainand't strong enough to call my bluff
You ainand't rough, you ainand't tough, youand'll be handcuffed
With your ribcage crushed
Naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks
You know my fuckin name
Blastmaster krs is thinkin long range!
Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (repeat 4x)
[krs-one]
They are in there, like youand'll soon be in prison
(you await and this is faggot, your ass youand'll be given)
Who you kiddin? youand're only tryin to rock a party
You ainand'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 shit on vinyl
Until your ass is bein pumped by some faggot named lionel
In jail you ainand't got respect
You a fairy, iand'll be takin your commisary
And the picture of your sister, mister
As seamy as pee-wee herman, i ainand't trying to diss her
This ainand't no bullshit game and i ainand't changed
Iand'm just thinkin long range
People died so i can rhyme..
You think iand'm gonna grab the mic and waste my nationand's time?
Step up with that weak shit
Youand're psychologically, historically, and spiritually sick
Plus youand're on my dick
Changin the subject, your rhyme style ainand't correct
You know my fuckin 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!
