Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I threw the pitch, and never caught it? I told them to bring lyric, but they never brought it Scared to get ripped off, cheated, deleted, and shorted? Yo, how bad do you it? I ain't got no time for it If you it, yo there's the track;put your rhyme on it!
This hunger inside of unexplainable, Kris The we put in this box will be put into disc Birth and ever, family problems is hurtin' Both of my is pregnant, fuckin' feel like murkin' All I is my word and my balls And my fam and my music for them all It's the Dominican animal to damage, you puttin' to rappers that think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the days, this earth ain't Ready for my brain, comin' to (word) plus everyone Do you hear me,
Well You and hungry? But how long you trust me? You really down for this or just chasin' the money? I be up in them spots to be hot, so dusty and be funny, it's all dark, nothin' sunny Can you with me? Talk with me? Pop the cork with me? When we in other cities, will you rep New with me? (yeah!) I respect and honor Discipline and no How bad you want it, (with all my)
is the key to it all (remember) Get to my face, we the winners of all By mi gente, yo I go low to Real them Washington Heights Niggaz (say yeah!)
you rap, will you stab my back? (never) You a track, will you take that back? (never) I give the word, yo you your Gatt? (whatever) Respect from your They livin' like that? (they better) This is no game! Why should I make you You know I'm the How bad do you it? How bad do you it? If you see it, you can believe it, it, retrieve it and flaunt it How bad do you want, doggone it, there's the track, if you it You got to put rhyme on it!
How bad do I it? I'm ready to die like Big A serious man with in my eyes for this Success come overnight It's gonna be dark a while until I see (that's right!) is it?
This is no game, why I do it? KRS-One, me and Peedo through it I saw you down the in FedEx You you had the beats was comin', like "I Got Next" So we upstairs, my man Choco hooked it up This is KRS-Oneturn my up! Wha (wha-,wha-) How bad do you it? How bad do you see it? How bad do you it? How bad do you you can be it? If you doubt, you're out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna hand you the like Alicia You know my style, you know I'm the Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader With the You with me? You runnin' with me? In the spirit Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is me Yo, be steppin' to me ALL the time the rawest rhyme But two weeks later, they to crime If you listenin' to song, and you want to be put on You must be loyal to the cats that you strong It could be your friend, your father, you sister, mother, your brother or some other Just remember the days YOU was under! Before the Hummer, before the the hundreds, before the fifties, the twenties and tens When you was thirsty, the living water, and who poured it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?