Krs-one Speech - Krs-one Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

Intro: 

Yo what's up? 

This is hip hop manifesting as the Blastmaster KRS-One. 

Bringing you 60 minutes of funk with my man Funkmaster Flex 

so I say... 

Hook: 

Me never never never cross over 

Me never never never never go commercial la la (x2) 

Verse 1: 

You ain't major you minor 

Get behind a real rhymer 

Graff writer, chart climber, path finder, rewinder 

A minute 

That ass let me get WAY up in it 

Now you did it 

You steppin' to me like you some type of lyrical chef 

But like Coolio said G you better make a leeeft 

Now you in the party actin' hard 

You need to be home asleep so you can wake up early and get a job 

Stop frontin' you ain't sayin' nothin' 

Say hello to the Boogie Down Production 

MC's today are too pretty what a pity 

I represent the city where it's gritty 

And GRIMY I'm ferrous you're curious 

Just try me if you're serious 

Who's your trainer I'll smash you in the face with a bottle 

Hit the toggle switch back to a role model 

You Benedict Arnold 

I'll calm you 

You ain't wild I heard this kid in Brooklyn with the same style 

Timing for timing your rhymin' 

And with that biddy bye bye follow me massive you don't wanna go there 

I got mad skills and style I will get wild 

Feel my file 

Conceptually ahead by miles 

Who's to blame when your lyrics are lame? 

No octane just can't play the game quite the same 

I'm in the passing lane 

Shoooom I go by you like a Japanese bullet train 

I heard you trying to damage my name 

But can...you...stand..the...rain? 

The one's I don't kill go insane 

Fuck the flamboyant MC I come plain (complain) 

What you tryin' for? 

What you lyin' for? 

You gotta think is hip hop worth dyin' for? 

So lets settle the score with rhythmic metaphor 

Strickly the motherfuckin' God core 

So I say 

Hook 

Verse 2: 

So I leap through 

And dominate the microphone I speak through 

I'm writtin' for the people bite if you need to 

I can see through 

And see dat 

You saw an MC and tried to be dat 

That MC you saw ME 

Can you believe dat? 

And agree dat 

True lyrics will always suffice? 

And R.E.A.L. meanin' Rhymes Equal Actual Life 

Is the true essence and ebony 

Trace your record sales G 

Somethings are pure luck others things are meant to be 

I bet they'll mention me 

In the next century 

"KRS-One innovator in early rap poetry" 

Simotainusly you will be forgotten 

While in the year 2000 'Criminal Minded' will STILL be rockin' 

You waste your time battlin' me 

I got mine happenin' see 

You should of thought G 

You should of thought sooner 

instead of battlin' me you need to plan your longevity 

Before you die broke like Sammy Davis Jr. 

The solar followed by the lunar 

Followed by the solar 

Followed by McDonalds and Coke Cola 

The point is that 

Whatever the outcome of the battle 

the battle goes on with more french fries and soda 

So I say... 

Hook 

Verse 3: 

Pass the ? 

Pass it over here beginner 

Battlin' me ain't worth it just to say you are the winner 

You'll still be rippin' parties, no 

*I'll* still be rippin' parties 

You'll still be eatin' McDonalds for dinner 

So all you teeny weeny iddy bitty yellow polka dot MCs 

I travel the world while you stuck around the way 

You iddy bitty teeny weeny MCs trapped inside your city (ha ha) 

Turn off your mic you got nothing else to say 

So back up from my yard 

Move from the door 

You name ain't Funkmaster so what you Flexin' for?