This is the trip, this is the last trip CXT KRS-One, boogie down, Town
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop
I wanna with glocks and brass knuckles A pocket full of weed and a B-boy belt Space age rage to rattle cage amok as we fuck up the stage
Taking hip-hop to a new level 8-0-8 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 ass and move it too Hit to lose it to, it's that crazy
you on a ride to the other side, check it Bar codes on programmed for freak mode Black holes of souls let the story be told Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause it's time to
I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age hip-hop 'Cause I'm a bad ass two triple O A age hip-hop superhero
If you ever want to know time it is Compared to what it isn't When you hear KRS in the Just run and get our
'Cause you come into the jam The party will be All the Wic Wacs and in the house Jealous, it get so
Now CXT are cool guys Still paid without no ties At least no and I can't hack it When you gonna ask the why?
I never liked at Mickey D's All my I got B's and C's Down with the crew BDP Shifty, E.P.I.C now you be
I'm a bad ass two triple O A age hip-hop superhero
Put you mind over matter gather the sound Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better, 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the
Put you mind over matter 'round the sound Yeah, gather 'round the It don't get better, 'round the sound Come on, we gather 'round the
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age superhero
I roll at light speed through space and With a boom box of beats and a book of Cosmo kinetic, I don't get it These want to rock but their rhymes are pathetic
The Epic, digital The mega sound consists of a hard drive under ground, Crazy Town rock so hard You'll go berserk with the sound travels around the universe
Ill thoughts disperse we're the first and class, white trash rollin' a classic hover craft In strange days the ways Because the norm but it's far the norm When we perform, it
B-boys make some noise, get Respect it, you should the unexpected reping at the front of the show I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O A age hip-hop superhero I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A age hip-hop superhero
Dope come when I hear a kick a bass beat transforms the level of the street And the lyrics boulevard status yo, I'm the Beach punks they insist I'm the raddest Thing to hit since L.S.D.
Hallucinate I dominate I Satan to the table I rock, there is not a label for it Critics it homicidal as it gets
Your wrist when I make suicidal imprints On your brain, I pain, so I'm insane Hell bent burnt you acid rain Extraordinarily, I specialize
In body rockin' 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 space age superhero
Put you mind over matter, 'round the sound Yeah, 'gather 'round the It get better gather 'round the sound Come on, gather the sound
Put you mind over matter, gather 'round the Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the
CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all This is the trip, this is the last trip Work, work,
C'mon, Make it hard