[00:00.000] 作曲 : Lawrence Parker/Chris Martin 
[00:00.000] 作词 : Lawrence Parker/Chris Martin 
[00:00.00][Intro]Clap your hands everybody
[00:03.00]if you got what it takes
[00:04.00]'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic
[00:08.00] and Premier's on The Breaks
[00:21.00]Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
[00:25.00]Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
[00:30.00]Of course we don't flip flop
[00:32.00][Verse 1]If you don't know me by now
[00:34.00]I doubt you'll ever know me
[00:36.00]I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony
[00:37.00]But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real
[00:40.00]When I grab the mic to smash a rapper,
[00:42.00]girls go, "Ill"
[00:44.00]Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995
[00:47.00]Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
[00:48.00]Flow with the master rhymer
[00:49.00] as I leave behind
[00:50.00]The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
[00:53.00]Clapper, down goes another rapper
[00:55.00]Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
[00:59.00]Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
[01:01.00]Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party
[01:04.00]Flat top, braids, bald heads or knotty dreads
[01:07.00]There once was a story about a man named Jed
[01:09.00]But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead
[01:13.00]Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head
[01:15.00]Word, what go around come around I figure
[01:17.00]Now we got white kids callin' themselves *****s
[01:20.00]The tables turned as the crosses burned
[01:23.00]Remember You Must Learn
[01:26.00]About the styles I flip and how wild I get
[01:28.00]I go on like a space age rocket ship
[01:31.00]You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player
[01:35.00]But make sure live you is a **** rhyme sayer
[01:40.00][Chorus]MCs act like they don't know
[01:58.00][Verse 2]This is what you waited all year for
[02:01.00]The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for
[02:04.00]Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
[02:06.00]If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill
[02:08.00]MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
[02:11.00]Let's battle to see who headlines
[02:14.00]Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show
[02:16.00]Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know
[02:19.00]Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly
[02:22.00]They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly
[02:25.00]It might be the fact that they express wackness
[02:27.00]Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest
[02:30.00]I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and ****
[02:32.00]Too sick to get with it, admit you bit
[02:35.00] your style is counterfeit
[02:37.00]Now tone it down a bit
[02:38.00]My title you will never get, I'm too intelligent
[02:39.00]I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
[02:43.00]When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head
[02:46.00] I knock it
[02:47.00]It split quick from the lyric
[02:49.00]Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it
[02:55.00][Chorus]MCs act like they don't know
[03:12.00][Verse 3]Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must respect him
[03:15.00]Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum
[03:18.00]Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
[03:20.00]Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
[03:23.00]Who in their right mind can ****c a style like mine
[03:26.00]I design rhyme and get mine all the time
[03:29.00]MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
[03:30.00]When I roll up and rush their crew, they start *****in'
[03:33.00]I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's
[03:36.00]Believe they could tango with the likes of these
[03:38.00]Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive
[03:42.00]Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide
[03:44.00]You ****, you lied, I reside like Artifacts
[03:46.00]On the Wrong Side of Da Tracks, electrified
[03:49.00]Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide
[03:51.00]Hopin' your defence mechanism
[03:53.00]can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
[03:56.00]As I spark mad izm
[03:58.00]The 1996 lyrical style's what I give 'em
[04:00.00][Chorus]MCs act like they don't know