Murder 1 KRS-One & Buckshot (Ft. Bounty Killer)

[Chorus: Bounty Killer]
I pull the trigger, make the people hurt
Now one of dem might tell, whoever figure
I pull the trigger, make the people hurt
Now one of them might tell, whoever figure
Get outta here! No friends here
Gun clap on ya, we launch nuclear
One match and now drag your holsters in here
Just saw you run up, who did dem there

[KRS-One]
These motherfuckers know who's the best
If it ain't Buckshot, it must be KRS
I spit the most rhymes in hip-hop's history
That means no rappers spit more spit than me
I'm quick to see a rapper
Get the duct tape out, y'all start breathing faster
KRS-One, he's a master
A teacher, like when I speak at Vassar

[Chorus]

[KRS-One]
You don't want the righteous to spark and ignite this
I stand for peace but, some wan' fight Kris
That's when I get the hypest
I'm like Tina Turner with long legs, you what Ike is
I'm where the mic is, I'm where Buckshot at
All that car, ice, money, crack - fuck that rap!
This a new day dawning, y'all get to crawling
Duck Down, this the first warning
Huh, emceeing is my calling
It's my genetic structure, we back motherfuckers!
And we black motherfuckers
Dreadlocks, do-rag, hip-hop, rap motherfuckers
The streets is mine
M-I-N-D, y'all way behind time
I was saving my shine
But now I think it's time to Buckshot in '09