Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You how many cats I threw the pitch, and they never caught it? I told them to bring they lyric, but never brought it Scared to get off, cheated, deleted, rejected and shorted? Yo, how bad do you it? I ain't got no time for it If you want it, yo there's the track;put your on it!
This inside of me's unexplainable, Kris The struggle we put in this box will be put into Birth and ever, these family is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel like All I is my word and my balls And my fam and my music speaks for 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 grimiest days, earth ain't Ready for my brain, to face (word) Everyone everyone Do you me, KRS-One?
listen You and hungry? But how long you trust me? You really down for this or just chasin' the money? I be up in spots to be hot, so dusty and ugly Nothin' be funny, all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? with me? Pop the cork with me? When we in cities, will you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need and honor Discipline and no How bad you it, poppa? (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 like them Washington Niggaz (say yeah!)
After you rap, will you my back? (never) You gimme a track, will you take that (never) I give the word, yo you your Gatt? (whatever) Respect your crew? They livin' like that? (they better) This is no game! Why I make you popular? You know I'm the How bad do you it? How bad do you it? If you see it, you can believe it, perceive it, retrieve it and it How bad do you want, it, there's the track, if you want it You got to put your on it!
How bad do I want it? I'm to die like Big A serious man blood in my eyes for this Success doesn't come It's be dark a while until I see light (that's right!) is it?
This is no game, why I do it? KRS-One, me and Peedo through it I saw you the street in FedEx You said you had the beats was comin', "I Got Next" So we went upstairs, my man Choco it up This is my voice 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, then out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna hand you the Keys Alicia You know my style, you know I'm the Philosopha, minister, emcee, spiritual leader With the You comin' with me? You runnin' me? In the Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is with me Yo, cats be steppin' to me ALL the the rawest rhyme But two weeks later, fall to crime If you listenin' to this song, and you to be put on You must be loyal to the cats that you strong It could be your friend, your father, you sister, your mother, your brother or other remember the days when YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz 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?