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Of the Boogie Production
Against Sucka MC's
In the of a real emergency

You would have been
On jams to play
And how loud to blast your
And now, a word from our

I'm from the Bronx, KRS-One
Proving that my job done until I get some
More, no need to roar or
'Cause I can still tell what will

And have sold without yelling over a drum roll
That is old, so unfold
Blossom, bloom, you got the
So go and consume

A new era, KRS-One comes
another lyric? Never
'Cause I'm too clever, however, I own my own
with Scott LaRock, he's on the turntable

And partner Lee
I'm exercising a true gift to uplift
Hip-hop, hip-hop, my voice is like a
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Two, three, four, five, sex, seven, eight, nine, ten
I gotta start rhyme again
How many words can I find rhyme?
And still keep in mind every lyric must out on time

Not but I have plenty
Scott LaRock sent me to devastate any
One, any daughter, any son comes my way
Hey, you got to go the way

I my DJ Scott LaRock, D-Nice, the beat box
I only Nike's, not Adidas or Reeboks
Many people know me, yet I'm by few
My is KRS-One, son
Not two or or four or five or six
The mix is on Scott LaRock and LaRock is on the mix

like the air we breathe
Inhale, exhale, perpetrators fail
As sure as my is 'Blastmaster KRS'
Sit and listen to the very essence of this

From the days of prison I have
To my family members I'm down as missing
Listen, circumstances put me in the street
With the to survive, get paid, eat and sleep

Some weep or should I say some cry
Can't get by so on they die
the strong will survive, the weak will perish
Ignorance is a poison and will nourish

I love what I got and like I had
I'm glad, not sad and I even get mad
I get even, myself and some I believe in
'Cause these others are my brothas and perfection achieving
Yes, my is KRS, my brother is a Rasta
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