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KRS One( KRS-One )
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Real Hip-Hop - Part II
Lyricist:Sharrief Kariem Bouchet, Stanley Griffith, Tommie Hooks, Lawrence Parker
They not ready Set it off, South Bronx Set it off, check it
The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there
It's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo Steppin' out the Limo, KRS-One, gettin' in you From the get-go kiddo throw 'em out the window Flip 'em like a nickel, peep the hottest single He'll sink them like the SS Minnow
That same kid that rocks the Benz, rocks the Pinto Watch my signal, I rock the rap game like Nintendo Hey diddle, diddle, get played now like a fiddle I watch you wiggle in front of the audience that was fickle
Now, you can't make a nickel, the sour pickle you are KRS-One, ninety-seven superstar I got one thing to say and let me make this clear Everywhere, now, throw your hands in the air
The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air
Yo, been rockin' rooftops, knahmsayin'? Internet', yaknahmsayin'? KRS, vandalizin', yaknahmsayin'? With the Mic Vandalz Boogie Down, Uptown, yaknahmsayin'? It's dope, check it out
When I ain't doin' a show or bringin' all the money in Or at the studio, or home studyin' I'm checkin' out Funkmaster Flex on cassette As he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects
Huff now that's the Blastmaster connects, the larynx To a high-tech mic set, you get what you get Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Tech and Sway, index of singles is complex On Technics sets, he wrecks, collects a fee next
While you rejects practice, suffix and prefix Hip-hop I reads it and mark your album incompleted I seen it, saw it, back in eighty-five Platinum rappers, yo that can't rock live Their mental facilities, lack the ability For lyric agility battle? You're killin' me
The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is over here The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air
The real hip-hop is over there The real hip-hop is it over here? The real hip-hop, yo, it's over there The real hip, now throw your hands in the air
Throw your hands in the air (Get loose now) Throw your hands in the air (Get loose now) Throw your hands in the air (Get loose now)
Aiyyo, I'm breakin' in this rap thing, I've been waitin' Ready for the world, rude like awakening Homo sapiens, [Incomprehensible]rock every stadium Scholars and players, here to Las Vegas Embrace the papers, land of money makers Brothers hate us 'cause the brothers ain't us
Yo yo, from coast to coast I'ma overdose you and BDP you And Kris-Kross your mind, wouldn't wanna be you A Uptown thing, world premier Throw your hands in the air, baby, it's on
How many MC's wanna get they rep torn? From Joe to Cage and mics in my juvenile days, I abuse The mic get lifted, the crowd gets amused I got next, you lose
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