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know what I mean
We sat there for a minute listening to the crickets
Thinkin' this is pretty hard to beat
Til Jr stood up spit in the fire
Said boys
up and down the builder's square
Right down from the start
And right down from the heart
Finding words that no one thought were there

Ray, ray
know what I mean
We sat there for a minute listening to the crickets
Thinkin' this is pretty hard to beat
Till Jr. stood up spit in the fire
Said
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
the nest 
That was life in a tenement square

I remember the song where the rats sang along 
And danced for their daily bread 
While the damp washed
the nest 
That was life in a tenement square

I remember the song where the rats sang along 
And danced for their daily bread 
While the damp washed
the underside tide with the ride
[Verse Four: 2Mex]
Come one, come all
To the Visionary hall
Ray Parker Jr. calls me when he needs a little bit of Ghostbusting
work, honesty an' a good dog.
I hope my Daddy Ray wasn't the last of a dyin' breed.

He's a cold beer drinker, a buck n' bear hunter:
The best friend
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
throw up your hands and drop your mic 
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth 
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost 
Six is your beat down,
hips served up coffee and cake
On a crackling stereo the ghosts of Sun Ra,
Charlie Parker, Miles and Coltrane blew
I’d kick back in my chair, that
Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now
made by PACIFIC
Kicked a SHORT LINE
Shorty was mine
She was with it
I got the digits
But never got the CHANCE to hit it

[ Phantasm ]
At PARK PLACE
Hit
his tongue 
Lyrics by KRS-One 
DUCK! Sucker MC's DUCK! 
BO! Duck down! 
Sucker MC's duck! 
DUCK! Sucker MC's Duck down! 
I don't battle to lose
is bein' pumped by some faggot named Lionel 
In jail you ain't got respect 
You a fairy, I'll be takin' your commissary 
And the picture of your
is cryin'

You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
Ricky Jr. being one of the joys name
And further taught him birds and bees
so on the nerdin birds, heard the second to third
and 'dada' better be
buttons
faggots that's good for nothing always want to prove there something
your mother had to carry you for nine months
but I could bury you by squeezing
wouldn't get right
Cause I was aware as a square in Delaware
Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radios gettin' sucked by labels under the table
Mix
the last rays of daylight go down
Buddy, you're old no more

I can hear the church bells ringin' in the yard
I wonder who they're ringin' for?
I know I can't
his tongue 
Lyrics by KRS-One 
DUCK! Sucker MC's DUCK! 
BO! Duck down! 
Sucker MC's duck! 
DUCK! Sucker MC's Duck down! 
I don't battle to lose
Kenny Parker on the 

mix! 

[Special K] 

Yes yes I'm Special K 

On New York's Two show on WBDP 

This is the brand new one by KRS-One
is bein' pumped by some faggot named Lionel 
In jail you ain't got respect 
You a fairy, I'll be takin' your commissary 
And the picture of your
Daniels'll keep us merry.
Yes, I've heard of Bobby Sands, wasn't it Emmerdale Farm?
Yes, that's right, he was kicked by a cow, I hope it didn't do him no
the D-boys do
Box it like Tarver, nigga I can see Roy, too
X-ray vision, I can see a decoy too
I'll bring the fuckin' Lions out like Detroit do
Yeah, die