This is the last trip, this is the trip CXT KRS-One, down, Crazy Town
I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age superhero
I block with glocks and brass knuckles A pocket full of weed and a B-boy buckle Space age rage to your cage Runnin' amok as we fuck up the
Taking hip-hop to a whole new 8-0-8 bass over twisted Shifty, the rebel, A mac with a pull act a Excalibur
Destroying MC's with my algebra We got new for you For you to take ass and move it too Hit to lose it to, it's that crew
Takin' you on a ride to the other side, it Bar on freaks programmed for freak mode Black holes of lost souls let the story be Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause time to explode
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 to know what time it is Compared to time it isn't When you KRS in the house run and get our ticket
'Cause when you into the jam The party will be All the Wic and DJ's in the house Jealous, it get so
Now CXT are some cool Still gettin' without no ties At least no jack and I hack it you gonna ask the question why?
I liked workin' 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 space age superhero
Put you over matter gather 'round the sound Yeah, gather the sound It don't get better, gather 'round the Come on, gather the sound
Put you mind over matter gather 'round the Yeah, gather the sound It get better, gather 'round the sound Come on, we gather 'round the
I'm a bad ass two triple O A age hip-hop superhero
I roll at light speed through and time With a boom box of and a book of rhymes Cosmo kinetic, I don't get it These fools to rock but their rhymes are pathetic
The Epic, bliss The mega sound consists of a drive bits Written under ground, Town rock so hard You'll go with the sound that travels around the universe
Ill thoughts disperse we're the and last High class, white trash rollin' a classic craft In strange days the ways Because the norm but far from the norm we perform, check it
B-boys some noise, get connected Respect it, you should expect the reping 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 space age superhero
thoughts come when I hear a kick Drum a bass beat transforms the of the street And the lyrics boulevard yo, I'm the baddest Beach front punks they insist I'm the 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 adore it homicidal as it
Your slit when I make suicidal imprints On your brain, I pain, so I'm insane bent burnt you like acid rain Extraordinarily, I specialize
In body rockin' rappin' and Two O, I came to get down with my clique Crazy Town we to get down Yes, yes y'all we to get down
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop
Put you mind matter, gather 'round the sound Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better 'round the sound Come on, 'round the sound
Put you mind over matter, gather the sound Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better gather the sound Come on, gather the sound
CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all This is the last trip, this is the trip Work, work,
C'mon, Make it work