Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Yes Scott La Rock you know you rule hip-hop
Yes Mr. Lee you can rule hip-hop
357 you can rule hip-hop
But, KRS-One rule it non-stop
When I'm in Brooklyn, yes, me ruling hip-hop
When I'm in Manhattan, me ruling hip-hop
When I'm in Queens, me ruling hip-hop
And when in Staten Island me ruling hip-hop
But in the Bronx, me ruling y'all tonight
But in the Bronx, me ruling y'all tonight
We come to rock you whether you're black or you're white
Cause KRS-One you know I'm never fright
Come catch this, star
The girlies is free cause the crack costs money
Oh yeah!
I say the girlies is free cause the crack costs money
Oh yeah!
Class is in session so you can stop guessing
If this is a tape or a written down memo
See I am a professional, this is not a demo
In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture
Sort of a poetic and rhythm-like mixture
Listen, I'm not dissing but there's something that you're missing
Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishing
For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste
If this meaning doesn't manifest put it to rest
I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it
It takes concentration for fresh communication
Observation, that is to see without speaking
Take off your coat, take notes, I am teaching
A class, or rather school, cause you need schooling
I am not a king or queen, I'm not ruling
This is an introduction to poetry
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Yes Scott La Rock you know you rule hip-hop
Yes Mr. Lee you can rule hip-hop
357 you can rule hip-hop
But, KRS-One rule it non-stop
When I'm in Brooklyn, yes, me ruling hip-hop
When I'm in Manhattan, me ruling hip-hop
When I'm in Queens, me ruling hip-hop
And when in Staten Island me ruling hip-hop
But in the Bronx, me ruling y'all tonight
But in the Bronx, me ruling y'all tonight
We come to rock you whether you're black or you're white
Cause KRS-One you know I'm never fright
Come catch this, star
The girlies is free cause the crack costs money
Oh yeah!
I say the girlies is free cause the crack costs money
Oh yeah!
Class is in session so you can stop guessing
If this is a tape or a written down memo
See I am a professional, this is not a demo
In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture
Sort of a poetic and rhythm-like mixture
Listen, I'm not dissing but there's something that you're missing
Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishing
For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste
If this meaning doesn't manifest put it to rest
I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it
It takes concentration for fresh communication
Observation, that is to see without speaking
Take off your coat, take notes, I am teaching
A class, or rather school, cause you need schooling
I am not a king or queen, I'm not ruling
This is an introduction to poetry
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