Hush Lyrics - The Sneak Attack - Krs One

Uh-huh, whatchu thought? Uh-huh, we was done? 

Uh-huh, whatchu thought?! Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, whatchu thought? Uhh, uhh, uhh 

Yo, yo, back again! What's that? Back again! 

What's that? Word! see'mon 

A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

Yo, yo, yo, check it, check it 

Let us begin, KRS, winnin again, KRS-One did it again 

KRS bigger than them, look at them they bit it again 

I think my gun just gonna start clickin again 

Click-clack, I always spit back 

Anybody call my name I go get that 

In fact we draggin 'em out, to a deserted route 

The teacher returns, you must learn, the word is out 

No doubt highly respected, Front Page Records 

Off the hook, yet still connected 

Are you teachin yourself, teachin yourself? 

I'm like history repeatin itself 

"Criminal Minded", you've been blinded again 

Lookin for my style you can't find it again 

You can find these others that may sound like Kris 

but when it comes to the hands they don't get down like Kris! 

They never ran up in the clubs with a hundred thugs 

Never had the respect of Crips and Bloods 

Never knew B.O., they never knew Big Pun 

They never battled MC's, they never bust they gun 

They don't know that, all they know is that show DAT 

That's Digital Audio Tape if you don't know that 

Now go back and get my name correct 

'fore I snatch that platinum from 'round your neck 

A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

Word, yeah yeah, uh-huh, yo 

Yo, yo, yo (hit 'em Kris!) 

What mean the world to me? H-I-P, H-O-P 

And S-I-M, O-N-E 

And G-O-D, I stay low key 

I go down to hell, and slap up Satan 

Then return to heaven, where Scott LaRock is waitin 

Resurrection, just like my brown complexion 

when I speak, I don't need protection from the heat 

I walk these streets and I'm quick to hit first 

Throw on any beat I'll be quick to spit first 

and rip town, I take one look around 

And all you hear is, "Get down, get down, get down!" 

Knowledge Reigns Supreme, I stay on blast 

That's why these rappers want me to go on last 

That's the truth, that's the fact, that's the deal 

Forget sex appeal, my tech is real 

And my rep is real, K-are-S 

Woo-woop-woop! That's the sound of E-M-S 

The rag on your head, it best stay white 

Cause I can turn that red in a mintue a-ight? 

Now go back and get my name correct 

'fore I snatch them diamonds from 'round your neck 

Once again, get my name correct 

'fore I snatch that platinum from 'round your neck 

A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

Yeah.. yeah.. yo, yo, yo 

To all my heads who want to see an improvement 

in hip-hop culture, join this movement 

We need more glocks than my man Freddie Foxxx 

The knowledge I spit to the click it don't stop 

That hardcore God-core, ready to start war 

Rock more shock more top your pop tour 

I'm sure I'll drop the grade to zero 

When the teacher return, I don't chase DeNiro 

Like where yo? Where yo? They livin in fear yo 

It's a jungle sometime, but I got my spear yo 

The album's called "Sneak Attack", that's what it is 

KRS-One spittin facts to kids 

A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

That tough guy talk don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

An ill mug and a gat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH! 

A doo rag a platinum chain don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A fat ride with chrome don't MAKE YOU A THUG 

A real thug is a thug that's HUSH!