Step Into A World (rapture's Delight) Lyrics - I Got Next - Krs One

Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on! 

Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on! 

I'm bout to hit you wit that traditional style of cold rockin 

Givin' options for head knockin' non stoppin' 

Tip-toppin' lyrics we droppin' but styles can be forgotten 

So we bring back the raw hip-hoppin' 

Just like the records and tapes you be coppin' 

Cop some breakdancin', boogie poppin', and lockin' 

Tic tockin', guaranteed to have you clockin 

We only get better and only better we have gotten 

This type of flow don't even think about stoppin' 

Beware, the length of the rhyme flow can be shockin' 

All music lovers in the place right now 

That never understood the way that krs got down 

Yo I'm strictly about skills and dope lyrical coastin' 

Relying on talent, not marketing and promotion 

If a dope lyrical flow is a must 

You gots to go with a name you can quickly trust 

I'm not sayin' I'm number one, uhh I'm sorry, I lied 

I'm number one, two, three, four and five 

Stop wastin' your money on marketing schemes 

And pretty packages pushin dreams to the beams 

A dope mc is a dope mc 

With or without a record deal, all can see 

And that's who krs be son 

I'm not the run of mill, cause for the mill I don't run 

Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on! 

Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on! 

Everybody on the mic in the party sound alike 

Until I recite, in black and white what's right 

Let me take flight, my style is tight an good 

Tight an good, come is it tight an good 

Old styles I pass dat, slow down on fast rap 

All in yo' ass crack, old king go blast dat 

Conjure to ask dat, hyper type of flashback 

I publish like ascap lyrics for hand clap 

No past rappin', youth trackin', talent lackin' 

Mc's more worried about their financial backin' 

Steady packin' a gat as if something's gonna happen 

But it doesn't, they wind up shootin' they cousin, they buggin' 

I appear everywhere and nowhere at once 

I know my style is bumpin', even though some people front 

It's the god of rap, you heard of it 

The one that rhymes toward the sky givin' airplanes mad turbulence 

In rap tournaments, I reign permanent 

Don't you think by now the number one spot I'm not concerned with it 

The course of rap I'm turnin' it 

Back to that good old fashioned way of getting cash money by earning it 

No bogus hocus pocus, I bring back to focus 

Skills if you notice my position is lotus 

Now quote this, mc's are just hopeless 

Thinkin' record sales make them the dopest