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KRS One( KRS-One )
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Splash
Lyricist：Lawrence Parker, Writer Unknown
Word up, it's just a little somethin' to tide you over
Word up, the KRS style album comin' soon, KRS-One
All in the room, we gonna bounce these cats this year
Word up, why they do this? Ha, yo, yo
I climb up the back of rappers, reach over they head
And rap backwards at 'em, excuse me, madam
I used to throw these Uzi's at 'em
But I'm a teacher, skills I truly have 'em
These clubs, I duly pack 'em
Potential lawyers, engineers and doctors, I do attract 'em
Go to your professors and ask 'em
If the songs of the edutainment in college
They didn't blast 'em
Yes, I'm that ancient one, I set the framework
For today's rappers to make they funds
But no, you don't know me son
My facial features matches the Sphinx with it's nose redone
You know how many clubs we done, rocked?
You know how many guns we done, popped?
You know how many funds we done, dropped?
You know how many ones we done, got?
We been gettin' live since the days of Chubb Rock
We know how to survive, these other cats
Be in at nine o'clock then be out at five, uhh
We doin' the overtime on stage, I over-rhyme
Makin' these whack rappers tow the line
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Steppin' to me, I know you blind 'cause your whole flow
Your show, your style, you know it's all mine
The first time you learned to spit, it was either me
Kane, Rakim or Slick Rick
Welcome to the KRS style
This year I had to switch styles and bust off, two missiles
And that's not all, rappers have the gall
To pray and pray for my downfall but still in all
I have X amount of lyrics to get 'em all
Live at the club, I spit 'em all
Rappers backstage lookin' sad and pitiful
'Cause they know I'm the pinnacle and they minimal
I spit the metaphysical, the spiritual
The oracle, the lyrical, the oratorical
Rookie, I'll mop the floor wit you
I'm the lyrical foundation to all your flows
All your clothes, all your shows and I'm not alone
You wouldn't even know how to hold the mic or the phone
You couldn't even bite on the bone
While we was rockin' mic's out in Rome
Now you hyped 'cause you grown
You know we internationally known
The people love it, but what they learnin' 'bout
Is on the whole, look above it, but let us get back
To what we call hip-hop
Before you, whack rappers went, pop
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