[KRS-One]
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Get out of the car now!!
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Woo Woo Woo (Police Siren)
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Pull over ya Rhymes is Whack,
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Coming Through on the Track KRS-One Rascalz like that.
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you'll get jerked up neighborhood I run Berserk
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Respect the Faze 2, respect Kool Herc
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Time to do work, the Microphone Expert
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When the plug insert the Mixer, I spurt
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I'm quicker to pick up rhyme and Blo Blow Your Mind
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If you look closely to you'll see the stop sign
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Cause my Lyrical Physique is Tweak to its peak
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I'm brand new at the same time antique
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Mic's be tonguing Chief when I speak, yet my technique is unique
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I rap from here to Mozambique, you go take a leak
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Your dialogue is analog, mystical digital is my lyrical catalog
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Hogging Rappers, clogging up Rappers, Smogging up Rappers
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KRS is mind Boggling.
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Even rappers like the white castle, with no hassle.
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As I unmask you the 6th member of the raskalz
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KRS-One from the Bronx, respecting as we stomp, there is no cop.
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From America to Canada, lyrical stamina
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Coming through like that on the track
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(Where you At)
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Right here, so tell me what u want from me.
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(Where you At)
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Yo right here where I'm suppose to be.
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(Where you At)
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Underground with the hiphop sound.
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(Where you At)
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With the head that be holding it down.
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[RedOne]
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Hey yo my turn to catch wreck, feel the effects when it connects;
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the body checks. The crowds be rough neck so i'm set.
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intellect thug cock, ready to target on lock.
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unorthodox is my style cause its for the Hard Knocks.
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Bald head and Dreads locks yo,
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strictly Hiphop.
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we blow the shots and,
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(Wo Wo)
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and den Escape from the cops.
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Cause we criminal minded,
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and rhyming with time, and Hey
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Full Domination.
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With curse and the sign,
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were Crimming so pass hydro let me ht I'm wit it and committed for Life.
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Can u dig it the way we live it.
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We wild dogs with no muzzle
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we dope, droop and Drizzle and leave a puddle,
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to make my spot so u'll never be where u should not.
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Yo Dis the Bronx and VanCity if Ya Forgot,
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Raskalz and Krz
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with the real hippo still house in 2000 and we Ain't goin' to stop.
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[Misfit]
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Hey yo check it as I open ur eye,
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it the Mistakerilze.
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I got the Microphone and we Bound to capsize,
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I flip a 40 excerize spit it just to mesmerize,
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Tantalize and energize,
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as the sun rise I snatch the Prize.
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I got u open now u scooping just to see
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how many Mic's get dressed between us,
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Don't intervene us.
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Plus when I bust,
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Nigga and because,
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Thrust is my concense.
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To spit dope lies,
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to make ur heads fly like cancer.
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Yo when I rhymemy gift is genacidal or homicidal,
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I can't see any race is safe and petrified.
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So I stab your third eye.
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Make u see why with 2 eyes, the 3 guys
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just spit it on the mic, is gonna ride
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ain't an Mc's from East to West
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Blazing like wayotecks.
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stop your heart and chest make u feel it like Stress.
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Now Tailor made KRS and Rascalz Manifest,
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Beat to Digest to get your head blessed like smoking sess.
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(Where you At)
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Right here, so tell me what u want from me.
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(Where you At)
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Yo right here where I'm suppose to be.
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(Where you At)
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Underground with the hiphop sound.
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(Where you At)
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With the head that be holding it down
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Where You At
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Rascalz |