[00:00.000] 作词 : Parker [00:01.14]Produced by: DJ Premier [00:01.64] [00:02.23]You never will conquer the champion [00:08.50]You never will conquer the champion [00:13.36]Calm down my selecta [00:16.66]Adjust that treble right now adjust the bass [00:18.79]Turn it up, stop frontin', c'mon, turn it up [00:22.13]Alright, check it out ninety-three lyrics, here we go [00:25.36] [00:25.99]I never want a jheri curl up under my hat [00:28.46]The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black [00:30.94]I never want money if my lyrics are wack [00:33.39]So I must, rock, the mic [00:35.97]I play only the reggae and I play only rap [00:38.43]I rock the African, the European, and Jap [00:40.96]Beneath I got to show you that I am all that [00:43.24]So I must, rock, the mic [00:45.48] [00:45.91]Are you tired of lyrical liars, passing fliers [00:48.44]Wannabe MC's, but really good triers [00:50.89]Tripping over mic cords, getting you bored [00:53.34]A total fraud, this kind of thing I can't afford, so I [00:55.89]Pick up the mic and kill it ill it top bill it [00:58.35]The club is a skillet, where MC's get fried in it [01:01.01]You got beef chill it, blood I spill it [01:03.39]After seven long years of ripping the party and I'm still widdit [01:06.06]You call my name I don't think about suing ya [01:08.71]I come to the club with that Booyaka [01:11.03]Laughin' while I'm doin ya the crowd is booin' ya [01:13.32]Gimme one month, record for record on tape I'll ruin ya [01:16.21]Some likkle awl pon sound bwoy wan fi rule de city [01:18.70]His style is lookin pretty beats and rhymes are dibby dibby [01:21.12]Here comes the rootical ratical teacha [01:23.06]I'll eat ya defeat ya beat ya till ya stagger and ya teeth chatter [01:25.89]You'll be goin through convulsions as I flash data [01:28.18]Any rapper can be a decapitated rapper now what's the matter [01:30.90]You're full of more junk than a sausage [01:33.71]Let me show you what a real hip-hop artist is [01:35.55] [01:36.26]"My posse from the Bronx is thick!"* [01:45.90] [01:46.22]I never want a jheri curl up under my hat [01:48.13]The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black [01:50.56]I never want money if my lyrics are wack [01:52.46]So I must, rock, the mic [01:55.55]I play only the reggae and I play only rap [01:57.97]I rock the African, the European, and Jap [02:00.52]Beneath I got to show you that I am all that [02:02.82]So I must, rock, the mic [02:05.18] [02:05.62]Of course yeah I'm the most brilliant recording artist in your life [02:07.92]Never have to repeat a rhyme style twice, precise [02:10.35]In a lyrical drought like water to your lips oh yes my lyrics will suffice [02:13.03]I'm nice, like beans and rice, I am delicious [02:15.54]Who's the freshest lyricist on the mic, you don't want to **** with KRS is [02:18.07]Lyric for lyric, rhyme for rhyme, style for style I break you like dishes [02:20.60]Either you come fully correct or the lyrics you simply makin' wishes [02:23.04]We got no time for fake black leaders and dreamers blowin' wishes [02:25.40]Youse a fraud, I mean a fraud like in fraudulation [02:28.26]I know what it is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin' [02:30.78]And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue [02:33.20]You get ripped up by KRS-One [02:35.21]Now, lyrics, somebody want lyrics, from the lyrical terrorist [02:38.02]Here's a little somethin for you all to remember KRS, and remember this [02:40.82]I am no pessimist, more of an optimist [02:42.79]Activist revolutionist, yes the hardest artist [02:47.71]And the smartest, Premier spark this [02:50.08] [02:50.59]"My posse from the Bronx is thick!"* [03:00.62] [03:01.00]I never want a jheri curl up under my hat [03:02.87]The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black [03:05.38]I never want money if my lyrics are wack [03:07.92]So I must, rock, the mic [03:10.39]I play only the reggae and I play only rap [03:12.90]I rock the African, the European, and Jap [03:15.31]Beneath I got to show you that I am all that [03:17.60]So I must, rock, the mic [03:19.60]