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..
Yeah man, yo Marla what's up. Yeah, Inebriated Beats, big up Boston, the whole Boston. Edo.G what's up man? I got you. We gon' bounce this now, can I start? Can I start?.
Reality, ain't always the truth. Rhymes equal actual life, in the youth. . I lived in a spot called millbrooke projects. The original criminal minded rap topic.
On a Monday,. I was arrested (uh huh). On a Tuesday,. They locked me in the jail (oh boy). On a Wednesday,. My trial was attested. On a Thursday,. They said guilty and.
{*audience clapping, beat starts*}. We've been having these gatherings for over 12 years. Uhh, my first one, was ah at Latin Quarters in 1987. with Afrika Bambaataa - he threw the first one, that I attended.
Yeah. . You know when advice is in your face, you need to heed that. Word, you need to read that. You know, I put this lil' joint together real quick.
You better check this. . Plan up your family ha high me say. Plan up your family ha high. . Yeahhh. This one's dedicated to the girl you see. and all bwoy big D livin in the ci ty I sing.
Everything over?. Sounds can't be the end yet. Nah nah nah we can't go that route. Uh ahh. That's what I'm sayin though!. *applause*. Yeah everyone gather round gather round.
[Verse One: KRS-One]. Yo turn me up just a bit, so I can hear it and spit. Reverse spit, and get tips, rehearse a hit and take tricks. Research the art just a bit, don't let me start I won't quit.
But am I over ya head?. Am I over ya head?. But am I over ya head?. Yo am I over ya head?. But am I over ya head?. Am I over ya head?. Well am I over ya head?.