[KRS-One] Yeah, all my fathers. [Tekitha] That survive, gotta ride to break the illusion, confusion. [KRS-One] Uh.. uh, word. [Tekitha] Keep on fightin, strivin.
Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye. Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye. Come in. . Many have claimed to attain levels in rhymin'. But when I listen to 'em I see they're only lyin'.
{"Stop scheming!" - Milk Dee}. {"What more can I say?" - Milk Dee"}. {"Stop scheming!"}. . [repeat 4X]. {"What more can I say? - Stop scheming!"}. . {"Stop scheming!"}.
"Street Rhymer in superposition" - 4X. . [KRS-One]. But I can't go easy on 'em man. I can't go easy on 'em, hahahah. . I might've went lighter but they all biters.
They slippin' duke, you slippin' duke, you trippin' duke. Remember, you still livin' in a corporate chicken coop. With a hundred other chickens yellin' get that loot.
Bo! Boom bye bye, hip-hop will never die. Despite the fact that I'm fly I'm never dry. You could beat me, cheat me, when you meet me try to defeat me.
Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!. Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!. . I'm bout to hit you wit that traditional style of cold rockin.
Hah, respect!. All crew, all massive, everywhere in the world. You practice the art of hip-hop. This goes out to every boy and every girl. . Give me relief! I sing!.
Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!. Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!. . I'm bout to hit you wit that traditional style of cold rockin.
This what you call hardcore, fat gospel.. street gospel. . [all] South South, Bronx!. [KRS] Yo where my people at?. [all] South South, Bronx!. [KRS] Yo where my heart is at?.
Word up! It's just a little somethin to tide you over, word up. The "KRStyle" album comin soon, KRS-One all in the room. We gonna bounce these cats this year, word up.
Woop-woop! That's the sound of da police! That's the sound of the beast!. . Stand clear! Don man a-talk. You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk.
This what you call hardcore, fat gospel street gospel. . South South, Bronx. Yo where my people at?. South South, Bronx. Yo where my heart is at?. South South, Bronx.
Tellin' it like it is, right about now D.J. Premier is in the. motherfuckin' house and shit, ya know what I'm sayin'? But yo,. yo Kris, run that shit, ya know what I'm sayin'? That, that shit,.
Oh, do it now, oh, do it now. Yeah, we celebrate diversity in the university. Everybody can't be a queen, everybody can't be a ho and a bitch (Ha ha).
[Incomprehensible] to you super listeners how you doing tonight?. All you fly guys and fly girls. Welcome once again to the world famous. Mister Magic Rap Attack and of course I am [Incomprehensible].
Yeah, whassup?. Whassamatta you? (You) Why you lookin so sad (so sad). KRS is back (he's back!) But you don't look so glad. Ahh shutupayouface!. Look at this place!.
Well on your marks and get set. and cant forget to go. incase you didn't know the flow if fat like Joe(like Joe). yo..you niggedy know that Im back man.
Only a few. will understand. and appreciate what's about to happen. Das E.F.X., come in!. . Well it's the super duper rhymer rhymer I'm about to set it.
Blastmaster Kris, I don't talk ish.. Expand your consciousness and dismiss foolishness.. No one is new to this or new to Kris.. In hip-hop's atomic structure I am the nucleus..