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  • You say ah-one for the trouble, two for the time
    Ah-come on y'all, let's rock that...
    Duck! or wind up down!!
    Fiyah! huh
    Pal joey in the house, d square in the house
    Check it out
    You're stuck up, your luck's up, you ****** up, you're mud up
    You can't even jump up, so shut the **** up
    Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka
    Is all you're gonna hear when krs-one step up
    I'm thick like syrup, no, i'm not ?kura?
    Sit back and relax and watch the krs era
    No i won't let up, because of how i'm set up
    I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up
    Mc's get wet up, they met up with atypical
    Subliminal, i'm original metaphysical criminal minder
    Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither
    I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver
    I'ma, rhymer, with a tim-er attack
    To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner
    You'll see, when you come to the show
    Blastmaster krs-one, leo -- the lion
    Cryin mc's they be cryin
    When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, "please, please!"
    But i'll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine
    Then dismiss it as kris and kenny
    Rockin many, good n plenty
    Any mc tests me gets done
    Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue

    Duck! sucker mc's duck!
    Bo! duck down!
    Sucker mc's duck!
    Duck! sucker mc's duck down!
    I don't battle to lose or win, i battle
    To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin
    I'm permanent punk, like a metallic marker
    Krs-one, but you'll call me mr. parker
    A pity i'm k-r, you ain't no superstar
    Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krs-one be
    Ripping up mc's with their meaningless words, y'know
    There's more wit, to one of my turds of ****
    You ain't ****, you never was ****
    So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit!
    Leave the poetry, it's just too strong for thee
    Maybe we should rethink the strategy see
    Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker
    Cause the only word you know is ************
    Yo, you don't see a whole race in bondage
    No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage
    Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher
    Than fresher than fresh, of course it's krs
    Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots
    Be doing, i'm pursuing, chewing your whole crew
    And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin
    Like a gift, don't step to krs, you're dismissed!
    Duck! duck!
    Sucker mc's duck down!
    Duck! bo!
    Ree-winnnnnd!!
    Duck! bo!
  • You say ah-one for the trouble, two for the time
    Ah-come on y'all, let's rock that...
    Duck! or wind up down!!
    Fiyah! huh
    Pal joey in the house, d square in the house
    Check it out
    You're stuck up, your luck's up, you ****** up, you're mud up
    You can't even jump up, so shut the **** up
    Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka
    Is all you're gonna hear when krs-one step up
    I'm thick like syrup, no, i'm not ?kura?
    Sit back and relax and watch the krs era
    No i won't let up, because of how i'm set up
    I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up
    Mc's get wet up, they met up with atypical
    Subliminal, i'm original metaphysical criminal minder
    Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither
    I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver
    I'ma, rhymer, with a tim-er attack
    To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner
    You'll see, when you come to the show
    Blastmaster krs-one, leo -- the lion
    Cryin mc's they be cryin
    When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, "please, please!"
    But i'll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine
    Then dismiss it as kris and kenny
    Rockin many, good n plenty
    Any mc tests me gets done
    Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue

    Duck! sucker mc's duck!
    Bo! duck down!
    Sucker mc's duck!
    Duck! sucker mc's duck down!
    I don't battle to lose or win, i battle
    To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin
    I'm permanent punk, like a metallic marker
    Krs-one, but you'll call me mr. parker
    A pity i'm k-r, you ain't no superstar
    Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krs-one be
    Ripping up mc's with their meaningless words, y'know
    There's more wit, to one of my turds of ****
    You ain't ****, you never was ****
    So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit!
    Leave the poetry, it's just too strong for thee
    Maybe we should rethink the strategy see
    Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker
    Cause the only word you know is ************
    Yo, you don't see a whole race in bondage
    No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage
    Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher
    Than fresher than fresh, of course it's krs
    Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots
    Be doing, i'm pursuing, chewing your whole crew
    And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin
    Like a gift, don't step to krs, you're dismissed!
    Duck! duck!
    Sucker mc's duck down!
    Duck! bo!
    Ree-winnnnnd!!
    Duck! bo!