Тексты песен «Krs-One»

Intro The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by KRS-One. Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Come in! Verse 1 Many have claimed to attain levels in rhymin' But when I...

[KRS-One] Yeah, all my fathers [Tekitha] That survive, gotta ride to break the illusion, confusion [KRS-One] Uh.. uh, word [Tekitha] Keep on fightin, strivin [KRS-One] Uh.. hold your head up! [Tekitha] Survivin,...

Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it By the sound of the track, you know who is back It's the teacher, philosopher of conscious rap...

Y'all don't know, y'all don't know your body is a temple? A temple to the living God? Don't get gassed y'all All my sisters out there, here's the truth You, a you've got to (Take your tyme) Look, look You don't want no...

At midday today, some Americans attended memorial services For victims of Tuesday's acts of terrorism Thousands gathered at Chicago's Daily Plaza Hundreds more looked on from the windows Of surrounding office buildings...

Be strong, be strong [Intro: KRS-One] You must tell the devil {*HUH*}, you must tell the devil {*HA!*} You must tell these devils, word, {*HA! HA!*} You got to tell a devil {*HUH*}, then tell a devil {*HA!*} Got....

All rise! From around the way to around the world The ever-sinner of Matthew Netta, gets it together Every time I manifest the vocals we think My voice is registered with your local presinct I lead through knowledge,...

You think this is easy right? (Yeah!) You think this is easy right? (That's easy!) You think you got what it takes? (Yeah that's easy!) Huh, we gon' see.. we gon' see right now (Now what?) Look [KRS-One] So you wanna...

Outoo kuinka silmt katsoo taakse pn Ne kasvaa selkn, m oon kuin sokea. Se mit nn on eilist, historiaa Ja m pelkn - jotain on tulossa. Hei, kuka vei Lasit, joilla nhdn tulevaan Varoittaa, jos huominen mustissaan Kvelee...

Yeah, uh huh, underground, never stop y'all Underground, K.P. y'all come on Ain't no stoppin' what we've done Don't give up this fight is won There's no way they can hold us down 'Cause with power and strength we gonna...

Who am I? The MC, la-di da-di I don't wear Versace, I wear DJ's out quickly at the party Who am I? If you're like me hip hop is in your body Who am I? The MC! When the jam is slow and you need a proceeder Who am I? The...

Uh-ha! Uh-ha! Another Inebriated beat You know what time it is, straight for the street KRS-One, hold tight! Look, look [Chorus One: KRS-One] Crack - don't mess with that Speed - don't mess with that It's whack - don't...

First thing we must do is make up our mind Then we must go and really clear our mind Erase the doubt and the fear from our mind Share our mind, speak our mind First thing we must do is make up our mind Then we must go...

Where the real at? Where the real at? Yeah Yo, where I come from gats bust for nothin' Thugs, ministers, cops, teachers, all be hustlin' Your family's the only one ya trustin' Clubs be jumpin', redesigned cars be...

So gather round now for the raptism 'Cause if the dogs don't get 'em The cattle get 'em or the gat'll get 'em Or the crack'll get 'em Time for spiritual activism Life is a journey And Kris got the map with him Teach...

We keep it tight, we keep it right We're comin' strong, we're movin' on (Yeah) It's time to rise and unify Keep comin' strong (Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!) Just keep movin' on Yo, where's my people at? We be where the...

This is it, New York City It's very rare you get to hear it like this We bringin' it back to y'all golden age Watch this, here we go The teacha's back, the heat is back The teacha's back The teacha's back, the heat is...

It's not natural if it goes against God It's not factual, her truth is not hard It's not natural if it goes against God It's not factual, gimme the truth Listen to the lyric as the negative is shrinkin' It's shrinkin'...

Look who just walked in the door Look who just walked in, DJ Premier, huh, word up Oh, you got Poet wit'chu, Blaq Po' whattup man Yo, gimme some headphones Yeah, distort the mic, Marley, I want you to distort the mic...

Welcome to hip-hop culture We stay hot like Tulsa Knowledge Reigns Supreme, followed by a number one These rappers they do run run Lyrically they flashin' two guns with new funds But politically they do run run When...