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You've got the
I've got the
got the time

Am I supposed to stand
These bright lights, I'll get a tan here
Scott, up the master so I can hear, and talk faster
I'm the Blastmaster, I'm blasted
I know a lot of y'all are shocked that I've
But Blastmaster is a subtitle, KRS-One is vital
And more and more vicious

As the suckers always say, "He dissed us
He got a problem, yo, conceited"
I'm not conceited, they just couldn't it
when I'm in a club I like to mingle
Seconds later they're playin' single
Loud as a collision and up dramatically
So the people in the place automatically
Time it, and right behind it

Those that have it on tape will it
not surprising, we rock parties
Anywhere, anyone,
sound shoddy, like cardboard
But I'm blessed, the Lord
You see I like to study, I like
I like eatin' wheat with honey

But to none of am I addicted
I like to remain and unafflicted
the sickness of attachment
The material road of
Those that walk road become weak
They can't think, they can't

Unself-sufficient, 'cos they're
I'm not dissin', I'm simply
if you notice, not once
Have I said Scott's name to gain
See it's a shame that they're
If they had a of paper I'd sign it

That's called an autograph, this is a class
I've only come to educate the
Of people, to this there's no sequel
Just a message, be peaceful and loving, but not a
And stay from negative motherfuckers
only pull you down with their hate
But wait, somethin' to meditate

You've got the time, got the time

Down statements you always seem to make
You never wanna create 'cos b-boys you don't
You're self-whipped 'cos you it's not a gift
To the rhyme on time without a shift
You only utter negativity, productivity
For the b-boy talent or b-boy

Yet when all the comes in tax free you wanna see me
My name is Kris and now you guessed
I got vision and I'm lookin' through your game
It's the same, what a shame, now take aim on what I shall
respect from you, con, 'cos now you know it
I'm Blastmaster KRS One, short for

I do not read the paper, I read the
nuclear destruction, yeah, AIDS just doesn't scare me
The be lookin' sweeter, the cops be lookin' meaner
bigger gun, shoot the people for fun
If you could realize this you be called a toy
But yet a b-boy, and I you'll enjoy

Just coolin' out without a doubt, life a little different
Yeah, different, never innocent, with a little
I am only 20, yet my present level
Just one of the Boogie Down Production rebels
Our reputation grows as the gets vicious
I will while you suckers make wishes

Time and time again I to be exciting
But time and again you prove to be biting
I no judge, no jury, no lawyers
With DJ Scott La Rock, better known as The

You've got the time, I've got the
You've got the time, I've got the
got the time, I've got the time
You've got the