Ghetto Music Lyrics - Ghetto Music: The Blueprint Of Hip Hop (bdp) - Krs One

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

You're tuned into that easy listening sound 

With a cap and gown, not a crown 

No glitter, no makeup 

Just smashin lyrics, that make up 

The B, D, and the P 

You pay for the hits, the advice is free 

In this industry, we gotta grow 

Commercial some go, but, y'know 

Just as important as they are 

So is the underground superstar (like me) 

You gotta ask yourself one question 

Do I speak facts, or do I start guessin? 

Learn the lesson, before you plan your career 

Commercial or underground, where 

Do you fit, cause both sides write hits 

And all is rap, I'll admit 

But what I've come to explain 

Is that these people love to play a game 

They wanna make it seem like you're wrong 

Or writin the reality song 

Don't touch those issues, don't talk about dat 

We don't take knowledge rap 

What? They want you on their bases 

Cause if you bring out the brown, you're racist 

But if you bring out the pink, well wait, it's ok 

Yeah, they won't stop it 

I guess it's alright to act demonic 

I guess it's alright to act demonic 

But that's another chapter, in another book 

I've come to show a different look 

And that look is the whole of rap 

Not just the commercial pap 

But the underground, that raw ghetto sound 

From which rap music was found 

So you can't deny it, you cannot refuse it 

I'll be rockin that ghetto music 

People keep tellin me, "Kris! You need more radio 

Yeah man, that's the way to go 

You gotta be like so and so to go platinum," 

Then I attack em 

I rhyme for the ghetto, I teach the ghetto 

I cannot let go, change up? Heck no 

In the ghetto, I stay mellow 

We're in effect yo, ready, set, go 

Fresh, for nineteen eighty-nine you suckers 

Peace to P.E., and the Jungle Brothers 

Others, have come, to master the art 

They start, with heart, then fall apart 

Like a dart I shoot for one target (BO BO) 

Ghetto music, yeah they'll never chart it 

Cause now in eighty nine, the purpose of a rhyme 

Is to strengthen and uplift the mind 

Although I'll achieve and achieve and achieve 

It's simple, I'll never leave 

Cause every time you front for respect you loose it 

I'll rock ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music 

Ghetto music