This is the last trip, this is the last CXT KRS-One, down, Crazy Town
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop
I block with glocks and brass knuckles A pocket full of and a B-boy belt buckle Space age rage to your cage amok as we fuck up the stage
Taking to a whole new level bass over twisted metal Shifty, the rebel, A mac a pull act a fool Excalibur
Destroying with my vocal algebra We got new for you For you to take your ass and it too Hit to lose it to, it's crazy crew
Takin' you on a to the other side, check it Bar codes on freaks for freak mode Black of lost souls let the story be told Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause it's time to
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A age hip-hop superhero 'Cause I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A age hip-hop superhero
If you want to know what time it is to what time it isn't When you KRS in the house run and get our ticket
'Cause when you into the jam The will be kickin' All the Wic Wacs and in the house Jealous, it get so
Now CXT are some cool Still paid without no ties At least no and I can't hack it When you gonna ask the question
I never workin' at Mickey D's All my I got B's and C's Down the crew called BDP Shifty, E.P.I.C now you be
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop
Put you over matter gather 'round the sound Yeah, gather 'round the It don't get better, gather the sound Come on, gather the sound
Put you mind matter gather 'round the sound Yeah, gather the sound It don't get better, gather the sound on, we gather 'round the sound
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age superhero
I roll at light through space and time With a boom box of and a book of rhymes kinetic, I just don't get it These fools want to rock but their are pathetic
The Epic, bliss The mega sound of a hard drive bits Written under ground, Town rock so hard You'll go berserk with the sound that travels the universe
Ill thoughts disperse the first and last High class, trash rollin' a classic hover craft In strange the wickedest ways the norm but it's far from the norm When we perform, it
make some noise, get connected Respect it, you should the unexpected B-girl at the front of the show I'm a bad ass two triple O
I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O A age hip-hop superhero I'm a bad ass two triple O A age hip-hop superhero
Dope thoughts when I hear a kick Drum a bass beat the level of the street And the boulevard status yo, I'm the baddest Beach punks they insist I'm the raddest Thing to hit ever L.S.D.
Hallucinate while I I bring to the table When I rock, there is not a for it Critics it homicidal as it gets
Your wrist slit when I make suicidal On your brain, I pain, so I'm insane bent burnt you like acid rain Extraordinarily, I lyricize
In rockin' rappin' and mackin' Two triple O, I came to get down my clique Crazy Town we came to get Yes, yes y'all we came to get
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A age hip-hop superhero
Put you mind over matter, gather the sound Yeah, 'gather the sound It don't get better 'round the sound on, gather 'round the sound
Put you mind over matter, 'round the sound Yeah, 'gather 'round the It get better gather 'round the sound on, gather 'round the sound
CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all This is the last trip, is the last trip Work, work,
C'mon, Make it hard