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  • Ah yeah, all ruffneck rudebwoy hold tight
    Just a little somethin' for the
    JeepTurn my voice up a little bit, let's get this started
    Comin' to you live and direct from the 1986 version, comin' up to 1993
    Of course,
    Premier on the beat, now check it out
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    Ridin' one day in a '92
    BeamerAfter seven years
    I seen Denise she still a skeezer
    But look what she did, she went and had a kid, no dad
    And just released her ass out the rehab
    You think she'd act like she don't know
    She's still a hoe but
    I'm checkin' my man for the show
    Hi, DJ KRS
    She tried to shake her butt,
    I rolled my window up
    She got pissed and said, "You ain't all that"
    And went and got some other girl schemin' for crack
    In my car,
    I couldn't hear what they spoke about
    I hit the accelerator and
    I was outI never check my man but
    I knew the plan
    Come to the jam
    MC's in there be thinkin' they
    SupermanSure enough, the place is packed with no breeze
    Crazy girls and wall to wall
    MC'sI'm like a cat these
    MC's are Fancy
    FeastI'm thinkin' of rhymes but
    I'm interrupted by
    DeniseShe said, "Kris, I really need a favor, honeyMy girlfriend here really needs some quick money"
    I looked at her girlfriend and her girlfriend was fly
    But I ain't stupid, she had that look in her eye
    I touched her back, she said, "Denise has he got the crack?Is he the one? I gotta run back and feed my son"
    I said, "How old is your son?"
    She said, "Three months"
    I walked away but my man cold bust her fronts
    So she pulled out a gun and shot him in the party
    Except for the
    MC's, I knew everybody
    She tried to let off a shot, one more time
    But got stomped so bad, she turned to whine
    No one could find
    Denise for several weeks
    You know the time on this '93 beat
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I knew a group that had a **** lead singer
    Swinger, single guy, that knew his style was fly
    After the show he was tired sweaty and kinda sloppy
    But of course, a million girls are in the lobby
    He saw a group of girls hangin' out and lookin' good
    So he took one to his room because he knew he could
    Inside the room he said, "Make love to me and never stop"
    She said, "Sure, but how's about a crack rock?"
    I knew my man down the hall had it all
    So he called, down the hall but homeboy wasn't there at all
    He turned to the girl and said, "My man ain't there"
    So she let down her hair, unzipped his pants down right there
    Oral *** in effect or rather deep throat
    But just before he came she bit his **** and slit his throat
    As he fell back dizzy, he began to choke
    She took his wallet and said, "You ain't broke"
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Yes, Premier you know you rule hip-hop
    An' yes, Ced
    Gee you know you run hip-hop
    An' yes, Kenny bwoy you run hip-hop
    An' but KR
    S-One'll rock it non-stop
    When I'm in
    Brooklyn, we rulin' hip-hop
    When I'm in
    Jersey, we runnin' hip-hop
    Over in Brazil yes, we rulin' hip-hop
    Over in Germany, we rulin' hip-hop
    But in New
    York, we rulin' y'all tonight badda-bye-bye-bye
    In New York, we rulin' y'all tonight
    We come to rock you whether you black or you white'
    Cause KRS-
    One, you know
    I'm never frank, come catch the style
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
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  • Ah yeah, all ruffneck rudebwoy hold tight
    Just a little somethin' for the
    JeepTurn my voice up a little bit, let's get this started
    Comin' to you live and direct from the 1986 version, comin' up to 1993
    Of course,
    Premier on the beat, now check it out
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    Ridin' one day in a '92
    BeamerAfter seven years
    I seen Denise she still a skeezer
    But look what she did, she went and had a kid, no dad
    And just released her ass out the rehab
    You think she'd act like she don't know
    She's still a hoe but
    I'm checkin' my man for the show
    Hi, DJ KRS
    She tried to shake her butt,
    I rolled my window up
    She got pissed and said, "You ain't all that"
    And went and got some other girl schemin' for crack
    In my car,
    I couldn't hear what they spoke about
    I hit the accelerator and
    I was outI never check my man but
    I knew the plan
    Come to the jam
    MC's in there be thinkin' they
    SupermanSure enough, the place is packed with no breeze
    Crazy girls and wall to wall
    MC'sI'm like a cat these
    MC's are Fancy
    FeastI'm thinkin' of rhymes but
    I'm interrupted by
    DeniseShe said, "Kris, I really need a favor, honeyMy girlfriend here really needs some quick money"
    I looked at her girlfriend and her girlfriend was fly
    But I ain't stupid, she had that look in her eye
    I touched her back, she said, "Denise has he got the crack?Is he the one? I gotta run back and feed my son"
    I said, "How old is your son?"
    She said, "Three months"
    I walked away but my man cold bust her fronts
    So she pulled out a gun and shot him in the party
    Except for the
    MC's, I knew everybody
    She tried to let off a shot, one more time
    But got stomped so bad, she turned to whine
    No one could find
    Denise for several weeks
    You know the time on this '93 beat
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I knew a group that had a **** lead singer
    Swinger, single guy, that knew his style was fly
    After the show he was tired sweaty and kinda sloppy
    But of course, a million girls are in the lobby
    He saw a group of girls hangin' out and lookin' good
    So he took one to his room because he knew he could
    Inside the room he said, "Make love to me and never stop"
    She said, "Sure, but how's about a crack rock?"
    I knew my man down the hall had it all
    So he called, down the hall but homeboy wasn't there at all
    He turned to the girl and said, "My man ain't there"
    So she let down her hair, unzipped his pants down right there
    Oral *** in effect or rather deep throat
    But just before he came she bit his **** and slit his throat
    As he fell back dizzy, he began to choke
    She took his wallet and said, "You ain't broke"
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Yes, Premier you know you rule hip-hop
    An' yes, Ced
    Gee you know you run hip-hop
    An' yes, Kenny bwoy you run hip-hop
    An' but KR
    S-One'll rock it non-stop
    When I'm in
    Brooklyn, we rulin' hip-hop
    When I'm in
    Jersey, we runnin' hip-hop
    Over in Brazil yes, we rulin' hip-hop
    Over in Germany, we rulin' hip-hop
    But in New
    York, we rulin' y'all tonight badda-bye-bye-bye
    In New York, we rulin' y'all tonight
    We come to rock you whether you black or you white'
    Cause KRS-
    One, you know
    I'm never frank, come catch the style
    The girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
    I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
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