South Bronx Lyrics - A Retrospective - Krs One

This what you call hardcore, fat gospel street gospel 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my heart is at? 

South South, Bronx 

C'mon let's bring it back 

South South, Bronx 

Raw rhymes for raw times 

My albums are underground, but this blessing is all mine 

And when it's tour time, we open more minds 

You need to rethink who you think is the "Greatest of All Time" 

I got this -- I'm raw like Freddie Foxxx is 

Hardcore like The LOX is, Scott LaRock is where Tupac is 

Where hip-hop is, Digital-ly Underground like Shock is 

Oh yes -- I know where the top is 

But I'd rather rhyme about how crooked some of these cops is 

My synopsis ain't pretty 

I'd stay, off them plains and, out the city if I were you 

Do what you gotta do 

But while you wave them flags, remember Amadou Diallo 

Here's what we gotta do, follow 

I'll put hip-hop in you if you're hollow 

Those that already filled, still take swallows 

Goin over potholes with Tahoes 

You don't think +I+ know? Huh! I'm lookin at you right now 

You ain't dancin in the club, you in your car, sittin down 

You in the crib, on the low 

You got them headsets on the go 

You just saw me at the show oh you don't know? 

It's the Temple of Hip-Hop, comin, with a whole different flow 

Yo where them hoes at? I don't know 

But wherever God at, I'ma go 

I give 'em a hard rap and a flow 

That's why when they call back for the show, with no video 

We get up and go 

Yo where it started at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my heart is at? 

South South, Bronx 

C'mon let's bring it back 

South South, Bronx 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my heart is at? 

South South, Bronx 

C'mon let's bring it back 

South South, Bronx 

Peep it out while I tell ya like this 

In every single hood in the world I'm called Kris 

It's the, truth for ya, it's the proof for ya 

My Cristal passes more bars than lawyers 

The underground sound, this is not easily found 

You don't need no rings to be down 

This is, past the platinum and gold 

We already had 'em, it's old 

Here's the truth if it be told, gather 'round 

Philosopher style is known to be wild 

If you only holdin them guns, who's holdin your child? 

You got to be thinkin you know that you shrinkin 

When the art of Navigation has been reduced to a Lincoln 

Change the dial! I was free then and I'm free now 

You free, runnin to MTV? I don't see how 

You know the real from the fake, you know they stealin they cake 

You know it ain't about the art, it's all about what they make 

You know the radio's late, you know they play what you hate 

That's why you got that Kay Slay tape, tryin to escape 

You know the love of the cars and the rims 

Tattooed arms and Timbs, are also called sins 

You know you got to pay for these spins 

You know the rap magazines be wack from beginning to the end 

BO 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my heart is at? 

South South, Bronx 

C'mon let's bring it back 

South South, Bronx 

I never was a king and I'm not the Pres 

I'm a teacher like that reefer goin straight to your head 

I'm a preacher tryin to bring my people back from the dead 

I'm a leader tryin to keep you all away from the feds 

You my sister I'll be tryin to get you out of the bed 

I'm a philospher sayin what has got to be said 

I don't fill you with lead, I bring that knowledge instead 

Follow this dread, I'll take you from A to Zed 

Who am I? Just a scholar called K-R-S 

You can spend your money on others but they ain't blessed 

You can spend your money drugs and still be stressed 

Look around for conscious rappes yo there ain't none left 

I'm holdin it downbetter yet I'm holdin up 

Waitin for some young buck to come and sip from the cup 

And continue with the menu puttin new knowledge in you 

I got a question and a lesson cause I know what you been through 

But 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where it started at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my people at? 

South South, Bronx 

Yo where my heart is at? 

South South, Bronx 

C'mon let's bring it back 

South South, Bronx 

The South South Bronx, boyeee