Essays On Bdp-ism Lyrics - A Retrospective - Krs One

Am I supposed to stand here? 

These bright lights, I'll probably get a tan here 

Scott, turn up the master 

So I can hear, and talk faster 

I'm the Blastmaster, 'cause I'm blasted 

I know a lot of why'all are shocked that I've lasted 

But Blastmaster is a subtitle 

KRS ONE is more vital 

And more lethal and more vicious 

As the suckers always say, "He just dissed us! 

He got a problem, yo, he's conceited" 

I'm not conceited, they just couldn't beat it 

'cause when I'm in a club I like to mingle 

Seconds later they're playin' that single 

Loud as a collision and pumped up dramatically 

So the people in the place will automatically 

Time it, and dance right behind it 

Those that have it on tape will rewind it 

It's not surprising, we rock parties 

Anywhere, anyone, anybody 

Some sound shoddy, like cardboard 

But I'm blessed, praise the lord 

You see I like to study, I like money 

I like eatin' wheat bread with honey