B -Boys, B -Girls, gon' ride the outside.
Let it flow, do what you know.
B -Boys, B -Girls, gon' ride the
Check it, now, back up on the set.
Now KRS is on the mic, kid.
I rock the black and white kid,
smash that as s and you will like it
but KRS -One's the one that pipes it
These lyrical freestyles,
meanwhile you getting excited
over my delivery, I'm glittery
why you giving me ignorance?
Incompetence, inexperience,
I battle with expedience and obedience
You lacking the ingredients,
hip -hop, you not being it
my whole style right now, you eyeing it
but like an Elvis Presley CD,
Tell me the relevance of money
I flick them, lyric lick them
Yeah, yo, now every now and then
I kick this style and get you open
rhymes while I'm floating
More gifted, uplifted, topical
If it possible, I'll rock and you
Let me give it to you logical
Give it up is what you got to do
Like a bad habit to battle KRS
You need rhyme skills and magic
See this talisman around my neck?
But remember, I don't write rhymes
You can get your ass kicked
Get back up in your stroller
KRS1 is seven dope albums older
I told ya let it flow, let it flow
watch me now, watch me now,
watch me now, clock me now,
you be looking sloppy now
drop me how, rock me how,
you can't even stop me now
what you really thinkin' bout?
i think you oughta think it out
When I start to bring about
the terror that I sing about
then you must do the timing
Don't be blinding, looking this way
I'm the bar one foot of K1 land mine
Bump into this, you will shatter, same time
That I'm the god of rap and my pride
Malcolm McLaren rocks it mostly
Biggin' up the Supreme Team
All un derground mixtape DJs
Man, shout out from New York City
to the world, wire it up,
to the world, yeah, to the world.