I want to be true I like to walk And my way is my own You taught me how Don't you know what we found Brother maybe We're on holy ground Take your
Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye Bye bye Lets get high and ride Oh, how
news intro] [KRS-One] That's right, on any beat we sail Don't put your money on bail, put it on full scale Ha hah! Never fail, KRS I'd rather have a
that lyric through your dome Travelling through your veins and your brain I'm Jah cyclone So as I conject a microphone dissector Bring it back, wheel it up, selector Ha-ha, ha-ha
a cross and a bucket of holy water You'll still'a be cajoled, 'cause the motherfuckin' Gravediggaz ... up your body, just like a clepto Let's go, to
And now with no further adue Allow me to introduce first Crackavelli The Boss has gotten worse (ha ha) Don't get the paremedic get a hurse Pull up
up the whole dime, as my seats recline I want a presidential Roley, so I crush MC's to guacamole Makin Robin scream, "holy moley" Big Poppa, fuck a cape
more than a rap, this is pure facts You see what's really good when you catch him by himself Dolly, I leave a fool holy like Jesus Christ It's a miracle
gotta hold it down, you know [Verse 1:] It's a couple rappers that snitching (snitches) It's a couple rappers that's kissing (bitches) It's a lot rappers
(feat. Big Punisher, KRS-One) [KRS-One] Ha-ha. Never fear. KRS! I'd rather have a hundred-thousand true heads by me Than one million of your fake fanatics
hold it down, you know [Verse 1] It's a couple rappers that snitching (snitches) It's a couple rappers that's kissing (bitches) It's a lot rappers thats
did take no losses, Put 'em all in a coffin ya dearly departed, better off then [Wish Bone] Been labeled a pyschopath, Fall down with a buck and a
shrinks Midnight marauder, bodies are gettin' slaughtered Bring a cross and a bucket of holy water You'll still'a be cajoled, 'cause the motherfuckin' Gravediggaz Come up your body, just like a
Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye, bye, bye Lets get high and ride Oh,
I like to be As free As a bumble bee Take a zip of Every flower Free As a bumble bee What a way Each lazy hour What a good life Lying laid back Like
wor' and announce world. Like I'm teachers through yo speakers. You fuckin' wit a Tiger- Bit first. Burberry hur. Bird bath. Blood now, it's a vampire shirt. Ha ha ha
Llama, bring ha, ha, ha Extra extra bring the Da-Llama Verse a better one, then slice a versa God acre, massacre murdered Also known as a rap wrecka, not a
