Elementary Lyrics - Boogie Down Productions

Verse 1: 

I hear the same old rhyme, the same old style 

The same old runner has ran the mile 

See, I don't know exactly what you know 

But what I know is that stuff gotta go 

Usually when I pick up the mic 

Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night 

I like to talk about fact not fiction 

I got some fantasy rhymes but just listen 

Everything I write is premeditated 

Suckas wanna fake it, I just hate it 

Bitin routines or sayin somethin kinda weak 

My words are comprehended every time I speak 

Or have spoken, no I'm not jokin 

Please don't sleep, I hope you are awoken 

Stop! Try this again, you had enough? Say when 

I am the man with the six-pack of Heineken 

I get tipsy 

But never in your life try to dis me 

Cos I don't battle with rhymes, I battle with guns 

Knowledge reigns supreme over nearly every one 

If you take the first letter of what I just sung 

You spell my name "KRS-One" 

It's elementary 

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Elementary 

Verse 2: 

DJ Scott LaRock and I: KRS-One 

Our mother's first son and no, we'll never run 

From complex situations like you T-O-Y-S's 

Always talkin junk, yet in jail, you're rockin dresses 

I have arrived for the purpose of joy 

Unlike any ordinary Bronx b-boy 

I will volunteer my services and launch an attack 

On you fake educators with your yakety-yak 

This is a fact, the teacher is here now in the flesh 

Consistently hounded by you MC pests 

If you really want to learn from me 

Don't waste time in burnin me 

Cos ignorance and inexperience does not concern me 

I will emphasize so you will realize and come alive 

Never close your eyes, never sleep or you might take a dive 

Many people hate me, many people love me 

Some are far below me 

And you know there's some above me 

But this, my hypothesis, to conclude the story 

All you fake MC's on a mission, you bore me 

I'm the Blastmaster KRS on the mic 

Watchin all these females rock their pants too tight 

Cos there's no other creative composition on display 

That give a full analysis and rock this way 

You will pay, eventually you all will decay 

While the DJ Scott LaRock will continue to play 

Cuttin records, drivin cars, and you'll know who we are 

Make a mix just for kicks 

And you'll be on our tip 

And, oh yes, there's a highlight to the show, of course 

You hear DJ Scott LaRock (Go off! Go off!) 

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(Scott La Rock) (Go off! Go off!) x8 

Verse 3: 

Boogie Down Productions, no reduction to its title 

If you have a headache, toys, go and take a Midol 

We have arrived for the purpose of enjoyment 

You have arrived to make up for unemployment 

You're on it only cos I learned just how to flaunt it 

I breathed a rhyme upon you like a sickness and you caught it 

Quick, get off the tip, trick, you must be sick 

Like a doctor here's my bill, I wrote it out with a Bic 

Signed my name upon the bottle cos you know I just rocked em 

But gettin into battles really isn't my thing 

You're probably thinking these are the rhymes for the century 

But please don't mention me 

It's only elementary 

Elementary 

All it really is to me and Scott La Rock... is elementary 

Elementary 

Elementary