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 they lyric, but they 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!
hunger inside of me's unexplainable, Kris The struggle we put in this box will be put disc Birth and ever, family problems is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel murkin' All I have is my word and my And my fam and my speaks for them all It's the Dominican animal to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the days, this earth ain't Ready for my brain, to face (word) plus everyone Do you me, KRS-One?
listen You grimy and But how long you trust me? You really down for this cause or just the money? I be up in them spots to be hot, so and ugly be funny, it's all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? Talk with me? Pop the with me? When we in other cities, you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need respect and and no drama 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 there (say yeah!)
After you rap, will you my back? (never) You gimme a track, will you that back? (never) I give the word, yo you your Gatt? (whatever) Respect from your crew? They livin' like (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, 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 blood in my eyes for this Success doesn't come gonna 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 was comin', like "I Got Next" So we upstairs, my man Choco 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, then out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna hand you the Keys Alicia You my style, you know I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader With the You comin' with me? You with me? In the spirit LaRock, JMJ and Pun is with me Yo, cats be steppin' to me ALL the With the rhyme But two later, they fall 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 friend, your father, you sister, your mother, your brother or some other Just the days when YOU was under! the Hummer, before the Benz 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?