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[Ms.
extra, read all about it!
KRS-One's rhymes, have doubted
Suckers up, and got MURDERED!!

Pump pom pom POING!
Yo, this goes out, to Bush
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick,
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick... Thatcher
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick,
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick...
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick,
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick... De
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick,

It feels good to grab the mic and allow yourself to chat
The master of the microphone is here and black
poetry, beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can it
The they're doing, is from my old record
bought my album, for $8.99
Studied the style, wrote they own rhyme
I don't mind because I'm here to
The lost which way to go
So here's my rep, to those that
And didn't get the concept in depth
I am the manifestation of
NOT, the manifestation of
Therefore I through thought
Not manufactured and bought
Concentration, and
Goes every song creation
The first and second rocked you
Third made you think and got through
you think I knew?
Number three, wasn't for the crew
But it me a chance to see
Who was REALLY down BDP
I set the milk, in the glass
And the snakes out the grass
They don't realize I'm not
Nor trapped by and time
I am a rebel, an
of the black man Noah
Radio DJ's, all
tell me how they are down
To uplift Africa and black
Yet they fronted when I dropped _Why Is
It's a fact, I don't beg for juice, I get loose
And the truth
Many MC's can rock the many
But I rock a few my brother Kenny
twenty-thousand to ten I'm housin
African culture is I'm arousin
In your consciousness, soul and
Pay while I rock the party
Cause now I'm gonna show ya how the East Coast
sucker MC's out the box
Rockin the and the flattops
I like ops, so I'll try not to stop, but drop
The new hip-hop, and get
Scott La, Scott La, Scott La, LaRock
in heaven, while the earth I rock
MC's adopt, the I drop
They got no direction, they got no direction, got no direction
So wanna go pop
Chasin the charts up and down like
Totally ignoring their and brothers
They're the ones to say number one
Not chart position, so pick up the and hum
along, it's a poetry session
Mathematically applied, no
I'm fresh and dope and wild and
get ticket, come straight to the jam I'll rip it
Original lyrics, original lyrics, lyrics, Kenny Parker on the mix!

K]
Yes yes I'm K
On New York's Two show on
is the brand new one by KRS-One of Boogie Down Productions
And it's off the LP
Wanna send a out to the BDP Posse
Of to Teddy Ted, Nice and Smooth, D-Nice, D-Square
And my man Fish, Mills, Ms. Melodie, Willie D
And of me... seeya!