boogie down productions – we in there lyrics
yeah. ahh, back to that old sh-t!
for all you fake–ss teachers out there
aiyyo kris. break this sh-t up!
[krs-one]
the type of lyrical terrorism i present
educates people, at the same time pays my rent
you’ve been hearin me now for the past twelve semesters
when the suckers stepped up, i had to use the drastic measures
i know you want to step to me kid!
but you’re thinkin, “d-mn, kris is kinda big!”
plus he rolls wit a crew that don’t care
and drops a hit alb-m, hit video, hit single every year
from your eye drops a tear
i don’t play that sh-t, i play that hit
your whole gangsta image is not legit
you heard _criminal minded_, and bit the whole sh-t
now if i punch you in your face i’d be wrong
don’t even think about battling with a song
you’ll be gone, your career ain’t strong enough to call my bluff
you ain’t rough, you ain’t tough, you’ll be handcuffed
with your ribcage crushed
naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks
you know my f-ckin name
blastmaster krs is thinkin long range!
yeah we in there, yeah yeah (repeat 4x)
[krs-one]
they are in there, like you’ll soon be in prison
(you await and this is f-ggot, your -ss you’ll be given)
who you kiddin? you’re only tryin to rock a party
you ain’t really down to shoot n-body
so why you frontin? sayin from the cops you be runnin
in jail in a pair of panties you look just stunning
you pop all that wannabe sh-t on vinyl
until your -ss is bein pumped by some f-ggot named lionel
in jail you ain’t got respect
you a fairy, i’ll be takin your commisary
and the picture of your sister, mister
as seamy as pee-wee herman, i ain’t trying to diss her
this ain’t no bullsh-t game and i ain’t changed
i’m just thinkin long range
people died so i can rhyme.
you think i’m gonna grab the mic and waste my nation’s time?
step up with that weak sh-t
you’re psychologically, historically, and spiritually sick
plus you’re on my d-ck
changin the subject, your rhyme style ain’t correct
you know my f-ckin name!
blastmaster krs is thinking long range!
yeah we in there, yeah yeah (-repeats-)
krs. kenny parker. willie d. from long island
heather b. ska-danks.
d-square. sidney mills.
ha-ohhhh. go brooklyn, go brooklyn!
go bronx! (go brooklyn, go brooklyn!)
the bronx! yell southside bronx!
southside bronx! southside bronx!
southside bronx! southside bronx!
southside bronx, arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!
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