KRS-One Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Plan Up Your Family Lyrics

I brrrrrrrrrrrrrring! 

Philosophy when I s rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ing! 

I step like wildabeasts killll llll lllling! 

MC's harming me I sling lllll ling! 

Rhymes don't copy me you gots to be crazzzyaaayyyyy 

Yet you believe that you can slay me play me maybe 

Flip the style I be killll illl ing the track 

Obey me easssssse back you're silly wack and idle 

Give me back the title my arrival questions the survival 

of any rival rapper you're simply a promotional data 

Me, Kris the Master, beat, this the Master 

Seek, Kris the Master, eat, with the Master 

Treat, this the Master, but don't compete with the Master 

or you'll seek disaster 

Faster than the BlastMaster's folk can say "Oh!" 

That means YOU yo, you wrestlin with the style in your mind 

but I'm like sumo, doin judo, you know 

I go then you go, lyrics we run through run through 

You think you got the 4-1-1 

But I got the 5-5-5-1-2-1-2 

You're done through rhyme sessions with the teacher 

you know you shouldn'ta come to 

"Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --> Chuck D 

KRS, K-K-KRS (or variations) 

(repeat 4X) 

Canibus/Can-I-bust, like weed? 

And give you what you need 

There's the kickoff and KRS-One has the lead! 

Indeed I'm all around your neck like beads, raw hell 

I knock like doorbells, I'm hot while you chili/chilly like Hormel 

I'ma sure sell, no doubt 

How you think you gonna battle and take me out 

with my phrases in your mouth? 

Stop I rock your socks your blocks and set fire 

to your Reeboks, can't you see dat de God of rap I be dat 

From the highest tree top you'll hang 

I ride the fly cars like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang 

You can't hang, with my mic con-cep-tion 

Cause we're not in the same gang, my juice is instant like Tang 

You rhyme beginner, wack rap sinner 

You attack next snap back CRACK and I'm the winner 

But that's simple for me to do as I'm speakin defeatin you 

Fairly beatin not cheatin you, heat-seekin and leakin through 

All styles be creepin through, in amazement they keepin you 

You be thinking, "What were you doin? The teacher competes with you?" 

You can run like the people do or you stay and you see it through 

I be lyrically eatin you anywhere I be seein you 

On the hip like I'm beepin you in your mental you're peek-a-boo 

No limit what we can do metaphorically teachin you 

Tell me what can you show me, simply you do not know me 

No I am not your homie, yo my lyrics are Epic 

but I'm not down with Sony, in the middle like Monie 

Scarfacin like Tony, your whole style is baloney 

You think you off the hook... but you're simply a pho-ney 

"Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --> Chuck D 

K-K-K, KRS (or variations) 

(repeat to fade)