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[Ms. Melodie] 

Extra extra  read all about it! 

KRS One's rhymes  have been doubted 

Suckers stepped up  and got MURDERED!! 

[KRS One]
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear 

The non commercial set is now here 

Brought to you by the will of positve people 

K are S plus One equals
our releasing album that these lyrics came from a Pixies song, which was fine with us. Unfortunately, we found out that that song was also called "La La
Walked along, I walked along
I sang your song
And I tried to read your mind
Read your mind,

Wandered down, I wandered down
'Til you came
In the lobby of the LRC
Well, I knew I'd find something
A hundred stories sittin' there to read
I got my focals out, I put 'em on

And all is
just me and mommy
Then Phil came along, he bought a basketball go to the park
Get your game on Shaq but have your butt back by dark
I was acting like
wie Becher mit Urin
Hör das Album von Si doppel L A!
Mach dein Stammbaum kaputt und flieg nach L.A
Mach mein Geld klar, Herr Banker. Selfmade
Das
would get along nor sing a song
Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!
I say yo, what's up, it's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
ticking 
La la la la 

When he was young 
Staring at the TV
He watched the fun happenin' to other people 
Now they scream 
As they run after him
you know it 

How is your life and your Shangri-la 
And your long lost land of Hallelujah 
And your hope and glory has passed you by 
Can't you see
speakin' on, oh word?
You ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't a fucking
speakin' on, oh word?
You ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a f***ing read-along
Ain't a f***ing
speakin' on, oh word?
You ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't a fucking
or Scot La Rock 
But they can get bust 
Get robbed, get dropped 
I don't play around 
Nor do I fuck around 
And you can tell by the bodies that are
Monday morning and the coffee's on
What happened to my perfect world
Front page news she's already gone
Say hello to the goodbye girl
LA traffic
that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where you check
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that’s right, where
young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too
sooit

In a town in Sweden by a stream so clear and cool
There sat a boy just a fishin' and a dreamin' when he should have been in school
Now, he
, stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
sooit

In a town in Sweden by a stream so clear and cool
There sat a boy just a fishin' and a dreamin' when he should have been in school
Now, he
Enemy
It Takes A Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
These two albums set off consciousness in rap
But all along, I'm still lookin' around
And all I can
sooit

In a town in Sweden by a stream so clear and cool
There sat a boy just a fishin' and a dreamin' when he should have been in school
Now, he
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting
my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You know Jay would never put your album out