Another minute goes by I stand here yeh im living this lie Watching the clock as the angels rise I don't want this dirty money I wont take part in spreading
softer tip, you feel me Home street home, A.L.G. Till death do us part Know what I'm sayin' Check it out [A.L.G.] They say I'm a dreamer But shit my
't give a shit If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G. [A-Wax] Please believe been a long time since it was a ease to breathe Please believe been a long
Here comes the mighty yes im a righty i live in a apartment with my mom i rap becuz i listen to beats on cd roms man i wish i was on the road to fame
The Cypher Like this, like this y'all [Verse One: Truck Turner] I'm at the end of my rope, I'm bout to snap Cut a nigga throat, put a bullet through
A&R We grab the mic and say who we are, KRS And start takin it to the chest of the best This is not a test or a demo This is when you let go of the limo
it, in 94 I'll kick the hit and if I was in front of Shakespear, battle a punk and take his shit. I'm not having it, bust a narrative and come to get
[unknown singer] When the mooooon is in the seventh house And Jupiter, aliiiiigns with Mars And Pete, will guide the planet And love will steal the stars
is seven dope albums older, the holder of a boulder You want a fresh style? Let me show ya... we will be here forever I told ya!!! [G.Simone - singing
! Turn this up right now Ha ha, HA! Like that y'all, YOU DON'T STOP! It's the D.I.G.I.T.A.L. It's the KRS-One with the D.I.G.I.T.A.L. Yo you know what
[G. Simone] She won't play around - the remix [G. Simone] + (KRS-One) She won't, let you down (G. Simone got the music for the 90's) (So G. Simone got
cha returns, have you forgotten? I speak not to idle concerns, I keep it rockin But you have forgotten I'm the holder of a boulder Money-folder, we will
You gotta be willin to rock in the middle of dry and the middle of wet But I'm willin to bet, on the Sway and the Tech, they stay in effect Never been a
G] That's me baby [KRS] HA HA.. word [Shock G] Yo, just let the beat breathe Uhh.. yeah.. Cause they be lurkin Never trust a big butt and a smile baby
the devil {*HUH*}, you must tell the devil {*HA!*} You must tell these devils, word, {*HA! HA!*} You got to tell a devil {*HUH*}, then tell a devil {*
that I'd rather say "see ya" Cause I would never be ya Be a officer? You WICKED overseer! Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour First show a little
named Delores, a prankster I said I MC, she said, "You're a gangster" But she was caught up, she hit the floor like a breakdance Wrapped her up like the
Roamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artist Black women you are not a bitch you're a Goddess Let it be known, you can lean on KRS-One Like a
