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It's not about a salary, it's all about reality |
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I'm all in the academy, exposin all the fallacies |
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Not who other rappers be, FEW can go on after me |
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I know the city's trappin me, watch 'em like my calories |
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Cats that wanna battle me, they learn of the catastrophe |
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Don't bring your rappin back to me |
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NEVER will you ever challenge me with what you chat to me |
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SEALED is my anatomy, I do it lyrical mastery, KRS - OH! |
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The time has arrived as your wake up call |
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When I'm rhymin, I'm obliged to shake up all |
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It be a claat, this will drop the mic and take a ball |
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Too many part-time rappers that fake and stall |
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When you see KRS, you will say I'm tall |
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Cause no I don't take shorts, not at all |
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Philosopher, not some trick in the mall |
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{Before rock met rap, I was sicker than all} |
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I MASTERED THIS! FEW rappers goin after Kris |
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Thirteen albums, you do the math on this! |
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Obviously, knowledge you have to get |
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What the ignorant don't know, hell they'll laugh at it |
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All my college students you know you have to get |
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your receipt, I mean degree, it's only facts I spit |
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Take it, cause everyone ain't gonna make it |
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If you're hearin my voice, you have a choice now TAKE IT! |
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[Chorus: Will.I.Am (KRS)] |
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Just take it, you need it |
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We got way more in store, believe me |
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Consume it, {inhale} breathe it |
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(TAKE T-TAKE TAKE T-TAKE T-TAKE TAKE IT!) |
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Just take it, you need it |
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We got way more in store, believe me |
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Consume it, {inhale} breathe it |
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(TAKE T-TAKE TAKE T-TAKE T-TAKE TAKE IT!) |
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[KRS-One] |
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I rhyme, for the inner-city |
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No I don't ask for no praise or no pity |
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I got the power, you want to stay with me |
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Further down this lyrical road, it gets tricky |
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Stay with me! A different type of rapper emceein |
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Seeing is believing but believing is seeing |
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And seeing is agreein with the truth of your higher being |
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So when I'm rhymin, I take time with the minds I'm freein |
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The teacher is teachin, the student is seekin |
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Them hookers be creepin instead of a book on the weekend |
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I'm lookin to nukin 'em all in the dust |
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They reject knowledge and without the anointing, you rust |
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Laugh if you must, but trust that I see you naked |
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You need what I'm givin, but you front and you fakin |
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So like I stated, everybody ain't gonna make it |
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But if you're hearin my voice, you have a choice now TAKE IT! |
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[Chorus] |
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[KRS-One] |
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I'll keep on bringin it, singin it 'til your ears is ringin |
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and steamin, gleamin the dream and true emceein with meaning |
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and see men, we all fiendin for the cream and the screamin |
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A demon got us believing screamin rhymin for NO reason! |
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Every weekend we weaken, discipline is what we needin |
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but we too busy freakin to understand divine speaking |
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KRS and BBE, with Will 1X and Phife Dawg, you'll see me |
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OH!! OH!! It's the real hip-hop |
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KRS-One, shout out to Scott La Rock |
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We do it from here to there, every city, every block |
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And now it's about time we STOP! |