This is the last trip
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This is the last trip
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CXT KRS-One
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Boogie down
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Crazy Town.
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Chorus:
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I'm a bad as B-boy two triple O
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A space age hip-hop superhero.
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I rock the block with glocks and brass knuckles
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A Pocket full of weed and a B-boy belt buckle
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Space age rage
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To rattle your cage
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Running amok as we fuck up the stage
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Taking hip-hop to a whole new level
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8-0-8 bass over twisted metal
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Shifty, the rebel.
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Supernatural
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A mac with a pull
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Act a fool Excalibur
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Destroying M.C's with my vocal algebra
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We got something new for you, for you to take your ass and move it
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Hit to lose it
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It's that crazy crew
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Talking you on a hide to the other side
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Check it
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Bar codes on freaks
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Programmed to freak mode
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Black holes of lost souls
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Let the story be told
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I rock a B-boys stance
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Cuz it's time to explode.
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Chorus
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If you Ever want to know what time it is, compared to what time it isn't
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When you hear KRS in the house just runs and get our ticket
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Because when you come into this jam, the party will be kickin'
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All the wic Wacs and DJ's in the house jealous it get so sickenin'
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Now CXT are some cool guys
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Still getting paid without no ties
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At least no jack and I can't hack it when you gonna ask the question why
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I never liked working at Mickey D's
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All my life I got B's and C's
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Down with the crew called BDP
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Shifty, and E.P.I.C
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Now when you be?
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Chorus
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Put you mind over matter 'gather round the sound
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Yeah gather 'round The sound
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It don't get better, gather 'round the sound
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Come on. Gather 'round the sound.
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CHROUS
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I roll at light speed through
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Space and time with a boom box of beats and a book of rhymes
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Cosmo kinetic
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I just don't get it
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These fools want to rock
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But their rhymes are pathetic
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The Epic, digital bliss.
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The mega sound consists of a hard drive bits
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Written under ground
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Crazy Town rock so hard, you'll go berserk with the sound that travels around the universe
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I'll Thoughts disperse we're the first and last
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High class, white trash
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Rolling a classic hover craft
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In strong days the wickedest ways
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Because the norm but it's far from the norm
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When we perform check It
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B-boys make some noise
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Get connected
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Respect it, you should expect the unexpected
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B-girl reping at the front of the show. I'm a bad ass b-boy two triple O.
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Chorus
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Dope thoughts come when I hear a kick drum a bass beat transforms
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The level of the street and the lyrics
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Boulevard status
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Yo, I'm the baddest beach front punks
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They insist I'm the raddest thing to hit ever since L.C.D
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Hallucinate while I dominate
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I bring Satan to table
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When I rock, there is not a label for it
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Critics adore it
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Homicidal as it gets your wrist slit
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When I make suicidal imprints on your brain
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I induce pain, so I'm insane
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Hell bent burnt you like acid rain
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Extraordinarily, I lyricize specialize
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In body rocking rapping and macking two triple
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O, I come to get down with my clique
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Crazy Town we came to get down
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Yes, yes y'all we come to get down.
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Chorus:
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Put you mind over matter
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Gather 'round the sound yeah 'gather Round the sound
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It don't get better gather 'round the sound come on, gather 'round the sound
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Put your mind over matter
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Gather round the sound yeah gather round the sound
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It don't get better 'gather 'round the sound come on gather 'round the sound.
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CXT this the last trip.. This is the last trip.
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B Boy 2000
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| Crazy Town |
