MC's Act Like They Don't Know - LP Version

歌曲 MC's Act Like They Don't Know - LP Version
歌手 KRS-One
专辑 KRS-One

歌词

[00:00.00] 作词 : DJ Premier, KRS One
[00:00.00] Intro
[00:00.30] Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
[00:04.64] Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks
[00:10.91] Verse 1
[00:31.24] If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me
[00:34.56] I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony
[00:37.06] But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real
[00:39.05] When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
[00:42.60] Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995
[00:45.02] Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
[00:47.84] Flow with the master rhymer, that's to leave behind
[00:50.32] The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
[00:53.00] Clapper, down goes another rapper
[00:55.03] Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
[00:58.37] Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
[01:00.94] Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party
[01:03.52] Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty dread
[01:06.05] There once was a story about a man named Jed
[01:08.75] But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead
[01:11.67] Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head
[01:14.32] Word, what go around come around I figure
[01:16.91] Now we got white kids callin' themselves niggas
[01:19.51] The tables turned as the crosses burned
[01:22.12] Remember You Must Learn
[01:24.49] About the styles I flip and how wild I get
[01:27.18] I go on like a space age rocket ship
[01:29.92] You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player
[01:32.93] But make sure live you is a dope rhyme sayer
[01:35.93] Verse 2
[01:56.91] This is what you waited all year for
[01:59.20] The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for
[02:01.88] Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
[02:04.15] If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill
[02:07.43] MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
[02:10.61] Let's battle to see who headlines
[02:12.67] Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show
[02:15.30] Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know
[02:18.20] Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly
[02:20.86] They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly
[02:23.54] It might be the fact that they express wackness
[02:26.16] Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest
[02:28.77] I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and shit
[02:31.63] Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your style is counterfeit
[02:34.51] Now tone it down a bit
[02:35.84] My title you will never get, I'm too intelligent
[02:38.41] I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
[02:41.65] When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
[02:45.42] It split quick from the lyric
[02:47.18] Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it
[02:49.87] Verse 3
[03:10.07] Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must respect him
[03:14.38] Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum
[03:16.48] Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
[03:19.56] Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
[03:21.99] Who in their right mind can mimic a style like mine?
[03:24.64] I design rhyme and get mine all the time
[03:26.94] MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
[03:29.71] When I roll up and rush their crew they start bitchin'
[03:32.18] I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's
[03:35.00] Believe they could tangle with the likes of these
[03:37.35] Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive
[03:39.90] Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide
[03:42.74] You dope, you lied, I reside like artifacts
[03:46.01] On the wrong side of the tracks, electrified
[03:48.22] Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide
[03:50.46] Hopin' your defence mechanism can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
[03:54.03] As I spark mad iszm
[03:56.07] The 1996 lyrical style's what I give 'em

拼音

[00:00.00] zuò cí : DJ Premier, KRS One
[00:00.00] Intro
[00:00.30] Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
[00:04.64] Cos I' m KRS and I' m on the mic, and Premier' s on The Breaks
[00:10.91] Verse 1
[00:31.24] If you don' t know me by now I doubt you' ll ever know me
[00:34.56] I never won a Grammy, I won' t win a Tony
[00:37.06] But I' m not the only MC keepin' it real
[00:39.05] When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go " Illlll!"
[00:42.60] Check the time as I rhyme, it' s 1995
[00:45.02] Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
[00:47.84] Flow with the master rhymer, that' s to leave behind
[00:50.32] The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
[00:53.00] Clapper, down goes another rapper
[00:55.03] Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
[00:58.37] Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
[01:00.94] Call up KRS, I' m guaranteed to rip a party
[01:03.52] Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty dread
[01:06.05] There once was a story about a man named Jed
[01:08.75] But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead
[01:11.67] Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head
[01:14.32] Word, what go around come around I figure
[01:16.91] Now we got white kids callin' themselves niggas
[01:19.51] The tables turned as the crosses burned
[01:22.12] Remember You Must Learn
[01:24.49] About the styles I flip and how wild I get
[01:27.18] I go on like a space age rocket ship
[01:29.92] You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player
[01:32.93] But make sure live you is a dope rhyme sayer
[01:35.93] Verse 2
[01:56.91] This is what you waited all year for
[01:59.20] The hardcore, that' s what KRS is here for
[02:01.88] Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
[02:04.15] If you see then ya saw I' m in your grill with mad skill
[02:07.43] MC' s can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
[02:10.61] Let' s battle to see who headlines
[02:12.67] Instead of flow for flow let' s go show for show
[02:15.30] Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know
[02:18.20] Too many MC' s take that word ' emcee' lightly
[02:20.86] They can' t Move a Crowd, not even slightly
[02:23.54] It might be the fact that they express wackness
[02:26.16] Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest
[02:28.77] I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and shit
[02:31.63] Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your style is counterfeit
[02:34.51] Now tone it down a bit
[02:35.84] My title you will never get, I' m too intelligent
[02:38.41] I' ll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
[02:41.65] When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
[02:45.42] It split quick from the lyric
[02:47.18] Direct hit, perfect fit, you can' t get with it
[02:49.87] Verse 3
[03:10.07] Some MC' s don' t like the KRS but they must respect him
[03:14.38] Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum
[03:16.48] Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
[03:19.56] Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deckin' em
[03:21.99] Who in their right mind can mimic a style like mine?
[03:24.64] I design rhyme and get mine all the time
[03:26.94] MC' s standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
[03:29.71] When I roll up and rush their crew they start bitchin'
[03:32.18] I don' t burn, I don' t freeze, yet some MC' s
[03:35.00] Believe they could tangle with the likes of these
[03:37.35] Cross your t' s and dot your i' s whenever I arrive
[03:39.90] Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide
[03:42.74] You dope, you lied, I reside like artifacts
[03:46.01] On the wrong side of the tracks, electrified
[03:48.22] Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide
[03:50.46] Hopin' your defence mechanism can divert my heatseeking lyricism
[03:54.03] As I spark mad iszm
[03:56.07] The 1996 lyrical style' s what I give ' em