Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I the pitch, and they never caught it? I them to bring they lyric, but they never brought it Scared to get ripped off, cheated, deleted, and shorted? Yo, how bad do you it? Fear I got no time for it If you want it, yo there's the track;put your on it!
This hunger 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, feel like murkin' All I have is my and my balls And my fam and my music for them all the Dominican animal ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the grimiest days, this ain't Ready for my brain, comin' to (word) plus everyone Do you me, KRS-One?
listen You and hungry? But how you gonn' trust me? You really down for this cause or just chasin' the I be up in them spots to be hot, so dusty and Nothin' be funny, all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? Talk me? Pop the cork with me? When we in other cities, will you rep New with me? (yeah!) I need respect and 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 stab my (never) You a track, will you take that back? (never) I give the word, yo you your Gatt? (whatever) Respect from your crew? They livin' that? (they better) is no game! Why should 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, 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 blood in my for this Success doesn't overnight It's gonna be dark a until I see light (that's right!) is it?
This is no game, why I do it? KRS-One, me and runnin' through it I saw you down the in FedEx You you had the beats was comin', like "I Got Next" So we went upstairs, my man hooked 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, you're out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna you the Keys like Alicia You my style, you know I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader the heater You comin' me? You runnin' with me? In the spirit Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is me Yo, cats be to me ALL the time With the rawest But two later, they 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 Just the days when YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz Before the hundreds, before the fifties, the twenties and you was thirsty, remember the living water, and who poured it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?