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[KRS One] + [somebody beatboxing]
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Let me tell you bout a crew I know [ba BUM BUM]
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Called Boogie Down Productions and they steal the show [ba BUM BUM]
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With DJ Scott LaRock and KRS One
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[ba bum ba ba bum ba bum ba bum bababababababababa]
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With D Nice you know the job is done
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and I know [boom ba bum] oh yes I know [ba boom ba bum]
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I know because I'm KRS One yo check this out
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[beatbox continues in the background]
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[KRS-One]
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Breath control.. here's an example
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I appeal, to the +Criminal Minded+
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You can't find it, boy you're still blinded
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Why don't you open your eyes and stop DISSIN
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Get a prescription to listen
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Sit in the class and ask real fast about a FRESH RAP
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You're gettin left back, set back, kept back
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Get back, I don't accept that material
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Your rhymes are artificially flavored like cereal
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I like clarity, so when you come here
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speak clear and concise and then I might give
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a little slack to.. nah, wait - I take that back
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If you're wack, I'll slap, FUCK THAT!
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Boogie Down Productions back, simply cause we never left
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the radical sounds of KRS
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What a mess, to roll up and then 'fess
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Wild guess huh, you thought you were the best?
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But - yup yup - as it always turns out
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You get burned out, your rhymes just run out
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I immediately come out, BOOMIN dope and
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don't provoke, you're walkin a very thin rope
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Not even rope, the word I'm lookin for is string
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When I sing, I sing to try and bring
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enlightenment, yet the suckers be bitin it
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Radio's fightin it, the fans be likin it
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Your face I'm wipin it, cause your mouth is dirty
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You're unworthy to THINK that you can serve me
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You heard me? These styles are universal
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You need rehearsal, wait, first I'll
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beef up the system, rhyth, rhymin, timin, climbin
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Then realizing
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As producer of this dope record huh
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I think it's time we break for a second
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Breath control..
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[KRS-One]
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That's it, that's it, that's it
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Break is over, back to the track
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Resume attack, on the crews that are wack
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We don't lack, I mean, we don't like
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the played out styles when we're rockin the mic
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The radical rebel at level fifteen
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The amp only goes to ten, you know what I mean?
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As it seems, it seems that you're doomed
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Yes I'll boom and consume the WHOLE room
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Not a part, not a fraction or a sum
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but ALL, capital KRS-One
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B-D-B-D-B-D-B-D-P
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Takin MC's out constantly!
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Because you're no big deal, you're no big wheel
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You steal, come before me and kneel but
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I'm not a king, I'm not a queen, I'm not a ace
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I'm not a jack, I'm not a MC or a playboy
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and I just ain't wack
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I feel that you should get an understanding
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You might be jamming, but KRS-One is slamming
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Hypothetically, or in reality
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Takin you out, is a SMALL technicality
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Rhymes like these, or rhymes like THIS ONE
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comes in handy, while I diss some
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soft silly low budget sucker like yourself
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I got the style you need, in my house on the shelf
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labelled, sucker boy style
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I like to do it every once in a while..
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Breath Control
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Boogie Down Productions |