Lyrics:
for 1992
Lick all shots
BOUYAKA!
All crew hold tight...nuff respect
nuff respect to all hardcore dj
no respect to all commercial dj
we bust shots all
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
away
But inside your head there's a record that's playing
A song called "Hold On", hold on
Babe, you gotta hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right
this.
{DJ Paul}
y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch.
y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this
Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with
a dance battle girl it′s a motherfucking war
So when I play you this beat
You′ll rise up out your seat
Bringin every ounce of that heat
Screaming DJ hit
a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by
Keep your circle tight
Trust no one, nobody (nobody, nobody, no no no)
DJ Khaled!
Gotta be careful who you trusting
Be aware of your
Six in the morning, get out of bed.
And I already hear your voice inside my head.
It’s so inviting to hear your call.
A single word and I can feel
Productions get
The party cranking
DJ KRS now, with the Shabba Ranking
Taking titles, breaking idols
The lyrics I chat in your
Head are like vitals, so eat it
hold your breath
My boy stuck in the game he said that dog is only pet
My boy sell dog like SPCA, let them eat cake
I know my music probably won't
benvenidos, by popular demand
It's the most requested DJ from the east coast
Io canto, en el nombre del padre, hijio, e del el spirito santo
I'm half Indian,
to ammunition there's thirty .30s and 'K's
And them Trays hold me down like that du-rag that's on ya' waves, bro (Shadyville)
Ayo, you're listening to DJ Whoo
recess beating his head in
Slapped him upside the head the principle came and stepped in
He said for your abuse your going to pay dire consequences
So I
you need
Fulfill your dreams
That's something light
Now she off the Dusse
In the trap shooting dice
She said D.J. can you please
Play that back
He play
need to take shots from them
And be stopped by them just to meet these ends
Then so be it, I will not hold my breath
I'm gonna spit 'til I got none
Bob your head
Bob your head
As we bop on
To the break of dawn..
The non-stop hip-hop bop
Takes you on down
To the last, STOP!! "ruff, ruff
Make it rain, when it pours we flood, cover your system
Intuitive, straight up, avoided you by instinct
You could take cover, dodge radar detection
around with my gig money
You want your head in a hole, or a hole in your head?
You better dig dummy!
E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?
I'm
the people fi sure
Answer to Jah when him a knock pon your door
If yuh ignore yuh goin perish fi sure
Hold up, wait a minute
Come back a Jamaica things naw
won
Cuz the goal was to bin it not to win it, that's the truth and I won't rescind it
NATO reared it's ugly head as a horsemen in scripted wars your
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
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