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

Am I to stand here?
These bright lights, I'll get a tan here
Scott, turn up the master so I can hear, and talk
I'm the Blastmaster, I'm blasted
I know a lot of y'all are shocked that 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 just couldn't it
'Cos when I'm in a club I like to
Seconds they're playin' that single
Loud as a collision and up dramatically
So the people in the place automatically
Time it, and dance right it

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

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

Unself-sufficient, they're leeching
I'm not dissin', I'm simply
Well if you notice, not
Have I said Scott's name to fame
See it's a that they're blinded
If they had a of paper I'd sign it

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

You've got the time, got the time

Down ratin' you always seem to make
You never wanna create b-boys you don't affiliate
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 or b-boy productivity

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

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

Just coolin' out a doubt, livin' life a little different
Yeah, different, innocent, with a little delligence
I am only 20, yet here's my present
Just one of the Down Production crew rebels
Our reputation grows as the music vicious
I will succeed while you suckers make

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

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