High School Rock KRS-One

(KRS-One)
Wake up your mind black people, it's ill
Superior people use superior skill
We can defeat any congressional bill at will
The hip-hop nation will fulfill all prophecy in society with inner city philosophy
The hip-hop in me must come out or die to lock in me, no doubt
Executed properly
I begin to shout out, splat out approximately
Three single syllable words per second
Like I am God, you are God, we are God, forget it
Time to sell it in a lyrical battle, I'll never jet it
Like a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind
With constant conscience lyrical rhyme
At the end of time, I'll be in my prime
Re-designin', rhymin'
Like an oratorical Shaman
I look still but I'm climbin
Newsflash here's the latest findin
Ya whole environment created in ya mind and in ya heart
Hip-hop displays art
The highest level of mental expression, play your part

Hook:

I'm the intelligent wise on the mic (x3)
Everybody knows