[Intro]
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Aiyyo Kris man! (Yo)
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I'm seein a lot of movement in the industry right now
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I'm seein a lot of cats (uh-huh) comin into the industry
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But they got the wrong idea (I hear what you sayin, I see it)
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Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of cats comin into it like
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"Yo what could the industry do for me?" No!
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What could you bring to the industry?
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What could you bring into the industry? (I hear you Marley, I hear you)
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F'real (look, watch this)
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[KRS-One]
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new
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They run they run they run they run they run their lyric through
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But when you're finished rhymin you have not heard nuttin new
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So this one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a
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Time after time after time after time
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I know what you will say before you jump up on the stage
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But make sure you don't say "Di-di-di-dah-di-di-di-day"
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Then we'll have to look for you and chop you all up
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So when you see me in the street just keep your mouth shut
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new; what
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Everything you doin kid we already did it
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Everything you spittin kid we already spit it
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This my 15th album I'm havin FUN wit'chu critics
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Everything you doin kid we already did it
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If rap was a toilet, I woulda already shit it
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Critics sayin, "Kris you shoulda already quit it!"
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But I can't stop won't stop spittin crazy lyrics
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Cause I, +AM+ hip-hop, other rappers just try
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You critics wanna sit down and debate every line
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But tryin to get into my concert same time
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Spot all packed up, cops yellin "BACK UP! BACK UP!"
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KRS yellin "SOUND MAN TURN THE TRACK UP!"
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We act up the whole spot a hour straight
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We rock 30 classics, at least 20 breaks
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We always in demand and, you must overstand man
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We won't be found man on Billboard or SoundScan
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Seek me, and you will find
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Where I be kickin or spittin that ill rhyme
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Until then, they can't see me, cause I be
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in the heart of every rapper I shine
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new
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Nuttin new, nuttin new, dem not sayin nuttin new
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They run they run they run they run they run their lyric through
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But when they're finished rhymin you have not heard nuttin new
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So this one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a
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Time after time after time after time
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I know what you will say before you jump up on the stage
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But make sure you don't .. YO! YO MARLEY TURN ME UP A BIT
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Which one of you punk-ass rappers
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wanna get chewed up, like seafood platters?
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Bring your best rhyme, it don't matter to me
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You ain't gettin on tonight by battlin me
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The streets won't forgive you man, them guns go BLAM
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Have you crawlin up the wall like Spider-Man
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You all in the jungle, with no Spears like Brittney
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Like the coke want Whitney, you still wanna get me
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But no, you ain't, made for this
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I put my hand through your chest like Agent Smith
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I jam like them big four-fifths
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I go off like a glock 9, no safety on Kris~!
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Y'all talk 'bout platinum, I don't need all that
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I got 26 gold AND platinum plaques
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I'll take away your rights like the Patriot Act
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Have your whole crew thinkin, "Well maybe he is kinda whack!"
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Hahaha, oh - you know what happens after this
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Win or lose, you know what happens after Kris
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They call me Blastmaster cause I be blastin
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Have yo' ass lookin like Jesus in "The Passion"
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Nothing New
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| KRS-One |
