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I looked across the North Sea
And the sea looked so dead
(I wondered what this place would look like
In the next twenty years)
But where I'm
911 is a joke
20 years we got here by actin like common folk
Touring the world like a rolling stone
Then the nineties came
Welcomed y'all
say, "I'll fix you up - name your poison"
I watched him age ten years overnight

Blowing smoke rings that gave him a halo
He'd talk about his
garage
I got a ping pong table

I don't wanna, do we have to?
I don't wanna, do we have to?

Don't wanna drink in the woods, it sucks
Sit with 20 dudes in
He's ruled them for twenty years
And ravaged as their king
Conquest burns in his eyes
And ice shoots through his veins
Their leader's new
ranges of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch
ranges of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch
the dark

Yeah, Radio man I'm talking to you
And you machine beat junkies
That have locked your doors
Will get diseased by the rock-n-roll whore
If I dared
simply, I'm horrifyingly empty 

Spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out 

Rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out
chains I could spot biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully's psycho civil
By dissolving the candy coated image down to the pixels
honouring my medulla
No time for your common coonary
Prognosis was doses of mean rock
Dreaming I been thugging like when Afeni conceived Pac
Papa told me
[CHORUS]
Here he comes, he can rock
He can break dance and he can pop
He can rap, he can act
& if it comes down to it, he can scrap
Hey there...
foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
now I'm trying to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears
of choices man
You ain't plannin to go to jail with the poison clan
So you could be another number in the system, stuck, for years
Got a brother fucked up
slammin' albums 
BDP rocks consistently

From criminal minded to nineteen-ninety
Why? Well that's my secret baby 
Here's a hint: the public pays me 
So
stronger
(That's right) Uh-huh
Sendin' this out to the poison that made the antidote
Dilated wild style
Evidence, that's all you need to know
Years in
diners
Look mom! I learned to tie my shoes! Hey can I borrow twenty bucks?
Peel back the prickly cocoon a Polaroid turbulent land unit birth
Student
get your strap
Watch your head, I break bread
Wit G's, Muslims, hard-heads and dreds
Bounce, rock while rollerskating
On them 20 inch tires with
and Star baby pah
Def Squad be the best by far
I rock New York then Motown like
Yup, my name rings bells, bells
This year I'm confident so yo homes watch
on my neck, why, I don't need 'em I got your respect
KRS 1 20 years I rock I do it for JMJ and Scott LaRock, this hip hop
And we's a nation, don?t you
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
Cuz we'll be the Old School artists
And even in that time, I'll say a rhyme
School 'cause Rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
'cause we'll be the Old School artists
And even
some years a deer in the light
I left some will to spirit away
I let my fears materialize
I let my skills deteriorate
Haunted by the thought of what
Before ligaments and fridges
The triple six digits religion
Might sacrifice pigeon's fidget
Was created by ancient midgets
My kamikaze cronies
the bankroll and the knowledge, and I had the skill
I was twelve years old, Grip was fourteen
Grip was gettin' work, I was servin' fiends
I been a wigsplitter,