Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I the pitch, and they never caught it? I told them to they lyric, but they never brought it to get ripped 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 the track;put your rhyme on it!
This inside of me's unexplainable, Kris The we put in this box will be put into disc Birth and ever, these family problems is Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' like murkin' All I have is my word and my And my fam and my music speaks for all It's the Dominican ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to that think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the grimiest days, earth ain't for my brain, comin' to face (word) Everyone plus Do you me, KRS-One?
Well You grimy and But how long you gonn' me? You really down for this cause or just chasin' the I be up in them spots to be hot, so and ugly Nothin' be funny, it's all dark, nothin' Can you walk with me? Talk me? Pop the cork with me? When we in cities, will you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need respect and 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 like them Washington Niggaz (say yeah!)
After you rap, you stab my back? (never) You gimme a track, will you that back? (never) I give the word, yo you bustin' your (whatever) from your crew? 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, the track, if you want it You got to put your on it!
How bad do I it? I'm ready to die like Big A serious man with in my eyes for this Success doesn't come It's gonna be 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 down the in FedEx You you had the beats was comin', like "I Got Next" So we went upstairs, my man Choco 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 my style, you know I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader With the You comin' with me? You runnin' me? In the spirit Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is me Yo, be steppin' to me ALL the time With the rhyme But two weeks later, they fall to 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, your father, you sister, mother, your brother or some other Just remember the days YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz Before the hundreds, before the fifties, the twenties and When you was thirsty, remember the water, and who poured it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?