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

Am I to stand here?
These lights, I'll probably get a tan here
Scott, turn up the master so I can hear, and faster
I'm the Blastmaster, 'cos I'm
I know a lot of y'all are shocked I've lasted
But Blastmaster is a subtitle, KRS-One is more
And more lethal and vicious

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

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

But to of these am I addicted
I like to free and unafflicted
the sickness of attachment
The material road of
that walk this road become weak
They can't think, they speak

Unself-sufficient, 'cos they're
I'm not dissin', I'm teachin'
if you notice, not once
Have I said name to gain fame
See it's a that they're blinded
If they had a piece of paper I'd it

called an autograph, this is called a class
I've only to educate the mass
Of young people, to this there's no
Just a message, be and loving, but not a sucker
And stay away from motherfuckers
They only you down with their hate
But wait, here's to meditate

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

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

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

I do not read the paper, I the dictionary
'Cos nuclear destruction, yeah, just doesn't scare me
The girls be lookin' sweeter, the be lookin' meaner
Carryin' gun, shoot the people for fun
If you could this you won't be called a toy
But yet a b-boy, and I know enjoy

Just coolin' out without a doubt, livin' a little different
Yeah, different, never innocent, with a little
I am 20, yet here's my present level
one of the Boogie Down Production crew rebels
Our reputation grows as the music gets
I will succeed while you suckers wishes

Time and time I prove 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 as The Destroyer

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