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

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

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

I took the shuttle to the D and my rhymes in a hour
Took the D to the E, last stop the Towers
Sittin' in the of the beast
In the World Trade Organization, bein' harassed by

I wrote my rhymes right there on the
New York City, 1984 was hot
Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Jacob Javits for a high price
Let me tell you 'bout my

The type of shit a young man
Gotta go through every day of his
Hard to live in, wake up in the morning
God

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

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

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

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

So I did, I lived any street kid
But I was 20 books, others were handed 20 year bids
Still they sell to your mother or your wife
was respect man, let me tell you 'bout my life

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

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

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

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

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

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