The Real Hip-Hop - Part II - KRS-One/Mic Vandalz Hah They not ready uhh uhh Set it off South Bronx Set it off uhh check it The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there It's a demo it's a demo it's a demo it's a demo Steppin out the limo KRS-One gettin in you From the get-go kiddo throw em out the window Flip em like a nickel Peep the hottest single He'll sink them like the S S Minnow That same kid that rocks the Benz rocks the Pinto Watch my signal I rock the rap game like Nintendo Hey diddle diddle get played now like a fiddle I watch you wiggle in front of the audience that was fickle Now you can't make a nickle the sour pickle you are KRS-One ninety-seven superstar I got one thing to say and let me make this clear Everywhere now throw your hands in the air The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop throw your hands in the air Yo been rockin rooftops knahmsayin Internat' yaknahmsayin KRS vandalizin yaknahmsayin With the Mic Vandalz Boogie Down Uptown yaknahmsayin It's d**e check it out When I ain't doin a show or bringin all the money in Or at the studio or home studyin I'm checkin out Funkmaster Flex on cassette As he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects Huff now that's the Blastmaster connects the larynx To a high-tech mic set you get what you get Tech and Sway index of singles is complex On Technics sets he wrecks collects a fee next While you rejects practice suffix and prefix Hip-Hop I reads it and mark your album incompleted I seen it saw it back in eighty-five Platinum rappers yo that can't rock live Their mental facilities lack the ability For lyric agility -- battle You're killin me The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop throw your hands in the air The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is it over here The real hip-hop yo it's over there The real hip now throw your hands in the air Throw your hands in the air (get loose now) Throw your hands in the air (get loose now) Throw your hands in the air (get loose now) Aiyyo I'm breakin in this rap thing I've been waitin Ready for the world rude like awakening Homo sapien rock every stadium Scholars and players here to Las Vegas Embrace the papers land of money makers Brothers hate us cause the brothers ain't us Yo yo from coast to coast I'ma overdose you and BDP you And Kris-Kross your mind wouldn't wanna be you A Uptown thing world premier Throw your hands in the air baby it's on How many MC's wanna get they rep torn From Joe to Cage and mics in my juvenile days I abuse The mic get lifted the crowd gets amused I got next you lose