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Splash Lyrics - The Mix Tape - Krs One

Word up! It's just a little somethin to tide you over, word up 

The "KRStyle" album comin soon, KRS-One all in the room 

We gonna bounce these cats this year, word up 

Why they do this? Ha yo, yo 

 

I climb up the back of rappers 

Reach over they head, and rap backwards at 'em 

Excuse me madam, I used to throw these Uzi's at 'em 

But I'm a teacher, skills I truly have 'em 

These clubs I duly pack 'em 

Potential lawyers engineers and doctors, I do attract 'em 

Go to your professors and ask 'em 

If the songs of the "Edutainment" in college they didn't blast 'em 

Yes I'm that ancient one 

I set the framework for today's rappers to make they funds 

But no you don't know me son 

My facial features matches the Sphinx with it's nose redone 

You know how many clubs we done rocked? 

You know how many guns we done popped? 

You know how many funds we done dropped? 

You know how many ones we done got? 

We been gettin live since the days of Chubb Rock 

We know how to survivethese other cats 

Be in at nine o'clock then be out at five, uhh 

We doin the overtime, on stage I over-rhyme 

Makin these whack rappers tow the line 

Steppin to me, I know you blindcause your whole flow 

Your show, your style, you know it's all mine 

The first time you learned to spit 

It was either me, Kane, Rakim or Slick Rick 

 

Welcome to the "KRStyle" 

This year I had to switch styles and bust off two miss-lies 

And that's not all, rappers have the gall 

To pray and pray for my downfall but still in all 

I have X amount of lyrics to get 'em all 

Live at the club I spit 'em all 

Rappers backstage lookin sad and pitiful 

Cause they know I'm the pinnacle and they mini-mal 

I spit the metaphysical, the spiritual 

The oracle, the lyrical, the oratorical 

Rookie! I'll mop the floor witcho' 

I'm the lyrical foundation to all your flows 

All your clothes, all your shows and I'm not alone 

You wouldn't even know how to hold the mic or the phone 

You couldn't even bite on the bone 

While we was rockin mics out in Rome 

Now you hyped cause you grown? 

You know we internationally known, the people love it 

But what they learnin bout is on the whole, look above it 

But let us get back to what we call hip-hop 

Before you whack rappers went pop 

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