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Step into a world |
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Where there's no one left |
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But the very best |
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No MC can test |
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Step into a world, where hip-hop is me |
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Where MC's and |
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DJ'sBuild up their skills as they play every day |
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For the, rapture |
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Yeah, what what |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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I'm 'bout to hit you wit that traditional style of cold rockin' |
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Givin' options for head knockin' non stoppin' |
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Tip-toppin' lyrics we droppin' but styles can be forgotten |
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So we bring back the raw hip-hoppin' |
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Just like the records and tapes you be coppin' |
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Cop some breakdancin', boogie poppin', and lockin' |
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Tic tockin', guaranteed to have you clockin' |
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We only get better and only better we have gotten |
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This type of flow don't even think about stoppin' |
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Beware, the length of the rhyme flow can be shockin' |
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All music lovers in the place right now |
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That never understood the way that |
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KRS got down |
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Yo, I'm strictly about skills and dope lyrical coastin' |
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Relying on talent, not marketing and promotion |
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If a dope lyrical flow is a must |
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You gots to go with a name you can quickly trust |
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I'm not sayin' |
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I'm number one, uhh |
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I'm sorry, |
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I liedI'm number one, two, three, four and five |
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Stop wastin' your money on marketing schemes |
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And pretty packages pushin' dreams to the beams |
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A dope MC is a dope |
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MCWith or without a record deal, all can see |
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And that's who |
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KRS be son |
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I'm not the run of mill, 'cause for the mill |
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I don't run |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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Step into a world |
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Where there's no one left |
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But the very best |
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No MC can test |
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Step into a world, where hip-hop is me |
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Where MC's and |
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DJ'sBuild up their skills as they play every day |
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For the, rapture |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Everybody on the mic in the party sound alike |
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Until I recite, in black and white what's right |
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Let me take flight, my style is tight and good |
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Tight and good, come is it tight and good |
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Old styles |
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I pass dat, slow down on fast rap |
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All in yo' ass crack, old king go blast dat |
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Conjure to ask dat, hyper type of flashback |
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I publish like ascap lyrics for hand clap |
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No past rappin', youth trackin', talent lackin' |
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MC's more worried about their financial backin' |
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Steady packin' a gat as if something's gonna happen |
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But it doesn't, they wind up shootin' they cousin, they buggin' |
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I appear everywhere and nowhere at once |
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I know my style is bumpin', even though some people front |
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It's the God of rap, you heard of it |
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The one that rhymes toward the sky givin' airplanes mad turbulence |
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In rap tournaments, |
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I reign permanent |
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Don't you think by now the number one spot |
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I'm not concerned with it |
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The course of rap |
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I'm turnin' it |
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Back to that good old fashioned way of getting cash money by earning it |
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No bogus hocus pocus, |
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I bring back to focus |
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Skills if you notice my position is lotus |
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Now quote this, |
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MC's are just hopeless |
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Thinkin' record sales make them the dopest |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, |
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KRS-One, rock on |
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Step into a world |
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Where there's no one left |
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But the very best |
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No MC can test |
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Step into a world, where hip-hop is me |
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Where MC's and |
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DJ'sBuild up their skills as they play every day |
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For the, rapture |