Hip Hop Vs. Rap Lyrics - Krs One

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You you can't can't be be ripping the mic the mic 

Like do re me me measles are contagious 

Like my lyrical pages ripping and flipping the mic 

From back in the back in the days the days 

It's kinda hectic, hectic when these suckas 

Don't respect it check it, flame on 

I know the light is bright but keep on watching me 

I'm stolen property, kicking the flavor to society 

Police be clocking me, but logically they got to be 

'Cause they were taught that serious poetry 

Would come from Socrates 

But that ain't it, in 94 I'll kick the hit 

And if I was in front of Shakespeare 

Battle a punk and take his shit, I'm not having it 

Bust a narrative and come to get with it 

Rap is something you do, hip hop is something you live 

The difference is kids nowadays, they got the videos 

Rappers don't need skills to build so they don't really know. 

Hear me yo, I'm four times on Arsenio 

Got ten videos, but does that help me flow? No 

That's why when I come to the show MC's act like they don't know 

'Cause they were too young to rock up in the disco 

Frisco disco, the disc is like a Nabisco 

Chocolate chip cookie, don't fuck with me rookie 

I'm rocking beats and with death defying feats 

And I'm never sneaking, always peeping when I'm speaking 

Inside, I'm keeping a statement for police and 

I'm down for peace and but not turn the other cheek 

And so this DJ, he gets down mixing records 

While they go 'round and 'round, 'round we go 

Two years ago a friend of mine and Flash is gonna rock your mind 

Welcome to the terror dome, the terror dome 

I wonder if I take you home E F F E C T a cool operator 

Operating correctly but back in the day I knew rap would never die 

Too late baby bwai bai in a body boy head, head 

Head insane in the membrane take the train, take the train 

M E T H O D man 'hattan keeps on making it 

Brooklyn keeps on taking it 

We keep coming back with more and more hits 

Party people, I came through the door, I said it before 

Two years ago, super hoe if my train goes off the track 

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up back, back 

Back to the grill again, the grill again friends 

How many MC's must get dissed? 

Before somebody says don't fuck with Chris 

Hey, ho, keep on moving don't stop no body beats the biz 

Let's do the dance called the Pee Wee Herman 

Hey, Erick Sermon, hey, you you get off my cloud 

Go down baby, go down baby, the gods must be crazy 

You ain't fresh, you ain't fresh, yeah