Lyrics:
behind the settin'
Comprehend the grammar, math we own
Are you the type of nigga to shoot a leg to get your name known?
I flip the brain tone, niggas
bitch
This Detroit fuckin' 2
My thoughts is all black, yeah, I'm back to the roots
Fuck your white flag, ho, I don't want no truce
And we all in
are you into, huh?
Niggas better oooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie
If you do want to put your guns up
Tell your crew don't front
I'm
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
completely erect
But when I said I'd drop them and resurrect
Microphone check one two
Put This record on my nerves so my voice is beat
We can go all day long
she's gentle
But I don't hear her words 'cause I slide the instrumental
Keep the girl in the distance, moves are very hazy
No sunshine in my life
options to live as opulent
Bar Harbor shop, take the crew to Nobu while found blue occupancy
A long way from Briggs Chaney
Wheb rolling up bush was my
lid
'Cause, when I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew
Neva understood how he did it how we made this music groove your
Very soul, soul, you think it ain't, westcoast brodcastin live in 1999 all tha
Way
want to
take my fuckin place them backstabbers them backstabbers
I got some shit for your whole damn crew
How the fuck you gon' face
(yeah)
45th Street and blaow-blaow Ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
If you don't live that, you shouldn't say that
to your fist
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
And drink the king's health in the morning
"For a soldier, he leads a very fine life
We are here to tell the world just who we are
Shocking female (MC's), shocking female (MC's) (Repeat 2x)
Verse 1: Phife
No need for, introductions,
very good and so was I, I must say - word
We hit McDonald's, pulled into the drive
We ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with Cokes
She kicked her
Come on everybody sit down
People wanna act like they are in the know
Well I'm here to wipe off your smile
And tell you what's the word around town
I
And you in a drop your so easy to touch
No two days are alike
Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
And "trust" is a word you seldom hear from us
to the Castle Anthrax.
GALAHAD: The Castle Anthrax?
ZOOT: Yes... oh, it's not a very good name is it? Oh! but we are
nice and we shall attend to your every,
Gargle beatas you stabbin' that heart or haul
It's the habit that scarred the nina
But I'm buzzin' shots by the dozen
Dare of the crew, Caribou Lou
submit to any other emcee
Be a duel to the death either him or me
And as I verbalise to my DJ's cut
If we kill a wack crew or two so what
We just rock
your flesh hold
Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes
My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death
'Cause listenin' is like
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
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