Bootcut Jeans, salmon shirt. I have a skin routine and my elbows hurt. I don't give blood because I won't give blood. . Bought a tarantula from a Swedish guy.
I'm off the clock, permanently calling shots like Dick Vitale. Shake up the world for sure, no Richter Scale. Blindfold the truth from youth, I lift the veil.
So gather round now for the raptism. 'Cause if the dogs don't get 'em. The cattle get 'em or the gat'll get 'em. Or the crack'll get 'em. . Time for spiritual activism.
[Chorus]. We keep it tight, we keep it right. We're comin strong, we're movin on (yeah). It's time to rise, and unify. Keep comin strong (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!).
[Chorus One 2X: KRS-One]. First thing we must do is make up our - MIND. Then we must go and really clear our - MIND. Erase the doubt and the fear from our - MIND.
Where the real at!. Where the real at!. Yeah!. . Yo. Where I come from gats bust for nothin'. Thugs, ministers, cops, teachers, all be hustlin'. Your family's the only one ya trustin'.
Yeah, uh-huh, underground, never stop y'all. Underground, K.P. y'all c'mon!. . [Chorus]. Ain't no stoppin what we done. Don't give up this fight is won.
Who am I? the mc, la-di da-di. I don't wear versace, I wear dj's out quickly at the party. Who am I? if you're like me hip hop is in your body. Who am I? the mc!.
At midday today, some Americans attended memorial services. For victims of Tuesday's acts of terrorism. Thousands. Gathered at Chicago's Daily Plaza. Hundreds more looked.
Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational. KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo. Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it. . By the sound of the track, you know who is back.
Y'all don't know? Y'all don't know your body is a temple?. A temple to the living God? Don't get gassed y'all. All my sisters out there, here's the truth.
[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.