[ms. melodie]
Extra extra read all about it!
Krs oneand's rhymes have been doubted
Suckers stepped up and got murdered!!
[krs one]
Pump pump pom pom poing!
Yo this goes out to george bush
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi dick... margaret thatcher
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi dick... bensonhurst
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick, diggi-diggi-diggi-dick
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick... de klerk
Get off my... diggi-diggi-diggi-dick, diggi-diggi-diggi-dick
Diggi-diggi-diggi-dick
It feels good to grab the mic and just allow yourself to chat
The master of the microphone is here and heand's black
Recitin poetry, beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
Of the teacher, i am the teacher, you can check it
The styles theyand're doing, is from my old record
They bought my album, for $8.99
Studied the style, then wrote they own rhyme
I donand't mind because iand'm here to show
The lost mcand's which way to go
So hereand's my rep, to those that slept
And didnand't get the first concept in depth
I am the manifestation of study
Not, the manifestation of money
Therefore i advance through thought
Not whatand's manufactured and bought
Concentration, and calculation
Goes into every song creation
The first and second album rocked you
Third album made you think and got through
Didnand't you think i knew?
Number three, wasnand't for the dance crew
But it gave me a chance to see
Who was really down with bdp
I set the warm milk, in the glass
And the snakes came out the grass
They donand't realize iand'm not confined
Nor trapped by space and time
I am a rebel, an overthrower
Descendant of the black man noah
Radio djand's, all around
Constantly tell me how they are down
To uplift africa and unite black
Yet they fronted when i dropped _why is that?_
Itand's a fact, i donand't beg for juice, i just get loose
And demonstrate the truth
Many mcand's can only rock the many
But i rock a few with my brother kenny
andgt;from twenty-thousand to ten iand'm housin
African culture is what iand'm arousin
In your consciousness, soul and body
Pay attention while i rock the party
Cause now iand'm gonna show ya how the east coast rocks
Bumpin sucker mcand's out the box
Rockin the dreadlocks and the flattops
I like these ops, so iand'll try not to stop, but drop
The new hip-hop, and get props
Scott la, scott la, scott la, scott larock
Spins in heaven, while the earth i rock
Mcand's adopt, the styles i drop
They got no direction, they got no direction, they got no direction
So they wanna go pop
Chasin the charts up and down like suckers
Totally ignoring their sisters and brothers
Theyand're the ones to say youand're number one
Not chart position, so pick up the drum and hum
Sing along, itand's a poetry session
Mathematically applied, no guessin
Iand'm fresh and dope and wild and wicked
Get your ticket, come straight to the jam iand'll rip it
Original lyrics, original lyrics, original lyrics, kenny parker on the
Mix!
[special k]
Yes yes iand'm special k
On new yorkand's two show on wbdp
This is the brand new one by krs-one of boogie down productions
And itand's off the edutainment lp
Wanna send a shout out to the bdp posse
Of course to teddy ted, nice and smooth, d-nice, d-square
And my man fish, sidney mills, ms. melodie, willie d
And of course me... seeya!
