KRS-One Lyrics

Album: I Got Next

A Friend Lyrics

featuring Redman 

Intro: Redman 

Hey baby bring me something to drink in here 

Sit down and watch a little TV. 

[KRS One] 

(static) Yo they comin'. It's crazy but I know it they comin'. Maybe not 

lately I feel it coming. I knew it they comin'. (static) This just in. 

President (static) I guarentee (static) Jim...Jimmy Jimmy wake up. Jimmy! 

(static) Only the Lord can save (static) 5.99 no obligation (static) Let me 

start to rock this mic (static) Now the polar bear hybernates (static) And 

and what was going through your mind right now. 

KRS-1: 

Look aat these weak MC's getting G's 

Never wore BVD's or even bellbottom Lees 

Please, with these fantisies about you selliing keys 

When you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled cheese 

On your knees you know my steez 

Kris is nice with theses M-I-Cs 

I'm Poison like BBD the plot thickens while I be hitten 

And lyric lickin', flippin' any mix and over the skippin' 

And cable clippin', still sickenin' 

Even though some people ain't admitting 

Through they system I keeps it kickin' 

And tippin' the scale I pay tuiton not bail 

Drink water not ale, MC Hammer hits it right on the nail 

I can't fail with my 7 stripes 

Strike one pierces the lung over the drum MC's become dumb 

Like "um?" They numb, bite the tongue over the bass drum 

I am D the MC like Run, spittin' lyrics for fun 

And for a sum of the bread crumb 

You missed when you swung, I connected whole hum 

Another one done underestimated KRS-1, yeah so... 

Hook: 

Redman: Say blowe 

KRS-1: If you really want true skill 

Redman: Say blowe 

KRS-1: If you want the hip hop to build 

Redman:Say blowe 

KRS-1: We rock it all year round 

Redman: You better cool the F out before we go up in your mouth 

KRS-1: 

It's just beguuuun, to bubble 

KRS-Onnnne spells trouble 

On the mic soooon there is no double 

I emerge from under the rumble 

Count the truth poetic construction, audio abduction 

Showbiz production for wack lyric reduction 

And fly rhyme instruction keep the party hoppin' 

Keep the DJs buggin' for the orthodox 

Non Xerox hip hop chatter box 

It was dope first crack out the box with Scott LaRock 

How MC's are washed up like sweat socks 

KRS-1 makes the heads nod 

Hook 

Redman: KRS-1 

KRS-!: Yes my son 

Redman: Tweet tweet (x2) 

KRS-1: You know they can't compete, ain't that right 

Redman: 

No doubt. You better cool the F out before we go up in your mouth 

KRS-1: 

When it's my turn kid, look at what you done did 

Like my head is dreadable you edible 

I kick incredible shit, for my poeple 

I'm jackin' these like me so sue and Stretch like Bobbito overloops 

While you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' mics for U.S. troops in group 

You screwed up, oops, I can read a true crook 

Like I can read a good book 

I'm hooked on hip hop culture 

Look at the tip top lyrical structure 

Floatin' like a soap bubble that you don't wann puncture 

Or rupture, I write what I udder, mother mother mother 

There's too many of us dying still trying and not doin' 

Not suceeding still pursueing what you doing? 

What you doing? What you doing? 

The session is started departed on schedule 

I beg you please lookover my lyrical menu 

What other can't do I can do 

Enhancing 7 levels of your mental 

I dismantel stress, you're listening to the advanced lyrical best 

Worldwide qualified to administer any MC test 

Stop guessin' class is in full session 

Now Showbiz show 'em how