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Whattya think up a KRS?
think makes up a KRS?
Whattya think makes up a

Skinny cat, young cat, with a strapped to my back
1981 the crack attack
I used to let the Old English 800 bubble
In the car of the Franklin Avenue shuttle

Brooklyn, no doubt, Park, no doubt
Prospect Park I'm all out
Homeless, my gear played out and I know
But I'm an MC I stay

I took the shuttle to the D and wrote my in a hour
Took the D to the E, last stop the Twin
in the belly of the beast
In the Trade Organization, bein' harassed by police

I wrote my right there on the spot
New York City, corruption was hot
Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Jacob Javits Center for a price
Let me tell you my life

The type of a young black man
go through every day of his life
Hard times to live in, wake up in the
God

The type of shit a young man
go through every day of his life
Hard times to in, wake up in the morning
(Now my turn, listen)

Eighty-five comes in, comes in
The marijuana the cocaine mix comes in
High class hustlers, I'm flicks with them
My song's Red Alert, he's mixin' them

This a far cry from a kid on the bench
Now I'm V.I.P. in the club, don't make sense
But it does, as I take daps and
From cats move drugs, they say, "Kris rise above"

knew my style, Kris was no coward
I wanted to get in the but my peeps wouldn't allow it
They'd say, "Read them books and write them
our children, give 'em a whole new outlook"

So I did, I lived like any kid
But I was handed 20 books, others were handed 20 year
Still wouldn't sell to your mother or your wife
There was respect man, let me tell you my life

The of shit a young black man
Gotta go every day of his life
Hard times to in, wake up in the morning
God

The type of a young black man
Gotta go through day of his life
Hard to live in, wake up in the morning
(Now my turn, listen)

1987 my blowin' up now
Me and Scott took the year growin' up now
Me I'm a private cat, whatever you perceive as live
KRS is as live as

We the livest act, in eighty-eight, eighty-nine and now
But them years be far me now
In ninety-one, no one can me now
I chose the to rhyme where it's grimy, wow

me now, 13 albums for you to see
Or me speakin' at them universities
My mind keen, I'm hardly ever seen
I do a lot of work, not in the mainstream

Know what you to learn
Old school artists always burn
what you need to learn
KRS-One, don't always