Poisonous Products Boogie Down Productions

"So, take it slow, amigo
Feeling swell and laid back, mellow
Make it sweet, make it sweet, now"

Back off, crack off, slack off
Act off your instinct
And think in a wink, or blink
I'll make your body shrink
I use ink and memory, my record company's selling me
My fans be telling me I'm the greatest
You hate this, original, metaphysical, criminal minded poet
Don't blow it, if it's lost, I'll show it
If its torn, I'll sew it
It's kinda off beat yeah I know it
The styles I originate, I don't wait for fate
I practice love not hate
But MCs get ate!
Because they wait and hesitate on the act
But always can debate on that trivial fact
This is KRS and I'm Black!
Same color as the brothers in Iraq
War is wack, especially when you die in vain
Bush invaded Panama, how can you really place blame on Hussein?
Regardless of the name, the insane economic game has got to change
Like a Range Rover over the plains
I come equipped to rip shit
Not ignorant, intelligent - artistic - inquisitive - positive and negative
The sedative is the poetry I give
How ya live? KRS is in the house!
Word up, and you don't stop!