Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I threw the pitch, and they never it? I told 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 ain't got no for it If you it, yo there's the track;put your rhyme on it!
This inside of me's unexplainable, Kris The struggle we put in box will be put into disc Birth and ever, family problems is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel like All I is my word and my balls And my fam and my speaks for them all It's the Dominican ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that think they can you, Kris (uh huh) We through it all, the grimiest days, this earth ain't Ready for my brain, comin' to (word) Everyone everyone Do you me, KRS-One?
listen You and hungry? But how you gonn' trust me? You really for this cause or just chasin' the money? I be up in them to be hot, so dusty and ugly be funny, it's all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? Talk with me? Pop the cork me? When we in other cities, you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need 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 like them Washington Heights Niggaz (say yeah!)
you rap, will you stab my back? (never) You gimme a track, will you that back? (never) I give the word, yo you bustin' Gatt? (whatever) Respect from your crew? livin' like 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 it, perceive it, retrieve it and flaunt it How bad do you want, doggone it, 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 with blood in my eyes for doesn't come overnight 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 runnin' it I saw you the street in FedEx You said you had the was comin', like "I Got Next" So we went upstairs, my man Choco it up is KRS-Oneturn 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 you the Keys like Alicia You know my style, you I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader With the You with me? You runnin' with me? In the spirit LaRock, JMJ and Pun is with me Yo, cats be to me ALL the time With the rawest But two weeks later, they to crime If you listenin' to this song, and you to be put on You must be to the cats that made you strong It could be your friend, father, you sister, your mother, your brother or some other Just remember the days YOU was under! Before the Hummer, before the Before the hundreds, before the fifties, the and tens you was thirsty, remember the living water, and who poured it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?