All My Men KRS-One

KRS-OneWoooooooooo! Where my men at? Real dudes Where you at?

The Heat KRS-One

James Desmond, yeah, ha ha ha ha KRS, keep bringin that Hook: KRS-OneHeat, the heat, the heat, the heat The heat, the heat, the heeeeeat!!

Stop Frontin' KRS-One

All my rhymes are fat, while rappers are skimpy, wimpy So I simply chew they crew like a Blimpie Skip me when you dissin, skip me when you on a ego mission.. I blow up, like nitroglycerin!

My Philosophy KRS-One

[verse one] Let's begin what where why or when will all be explained why destruction is a game see I'm not insane in fact I'm kind of rational when I be asking yo who is more dramatical this one that one

KRS-One Sublime

And I know because of KRS-ONE. Yeah and I know And I know because of KRS-ONE.

Things Is About To Change KRS-One

Word we stand out, word We don't wanna sound like that bullshit Let 'em all be aware, not at all will I care You gotta know it's about the flow when you comin in here Not how long is your hair, but how

Survivin' KRS-One

[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!

How Bad Do You Want It KRS-One

' All I have is my word and my balls And my fam and my music speaks for them all It's the Dominican animal ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh

What Kinda World KRS-One

[Chorus] - 1/2 [KRS-One] When every day, seven thousand kids are gettin locked up When every day the justice system seems to stay stocked up When every day they cuttin 'em down 'fore they even pop up When

Busy Bee Shout Out KRS-One

Busy BeeI told all y'all before We comin back for more Givin you more and more Than what you bargained for It's my main man KRS-One The Grandmaster Caz My man Kool Herc And this is how it's gettin down

New York KRS-One

KRS-OneNew, York, City, get it right, get it tight, get it hype New York City's in the house tonight All day, off and on, Broadway The world's Big Apple is what they all say Wait, way back in the day Dudes

Evil That Men Do queen latifah

Nothing ever seems to stay in step So today, here is a message to my sisters and brothers Here are some things I want to cover A woman strives for a better life, but who the hell cares?

Mortal Thought (I Must Roc the Mic) KRS-One

I never want a jheri curl up under my hat The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black I never want money if my lyrics are wack So I must, roc, the mic I play only the reggae and I play only rap

Mortal Thought KRS-One

I never want a jheri curl up under my hat The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black I never want money if my lyrics are wack So I must, roc, the mic I play only the reggae and I play only rap I

Splash KRS-One

It's just a little somethin to tide you over, word up The "KRStyle" album comin soon, KRS-One all in the room We gonna bounce these cats this year, word up Why they do this?

Outta Here KRS-One

* DJ Premier samples/scratches between verses: "Boogie Down was performin, hey they ain't no joke" -> Slick Rick "Down with the sound called B-D-P" -> KRS * Verse One: Back in the days

Remember KRS-One

KRS-OneRemember the day, 'member the play, 'member the way we used to say "Dee-dee-dee-da-di-dee-dee-dee-dee-da-di-dayyyyy" Remember the jams, 'member the plans 'member the plans you made with your man

Ova Here KRS-One

own top ten You limited like the spread of traffic You bite my style off the radio So when you speak you bet I hear the static You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises One of my sixteen

Black Cop KRS-One

All rude bwoy lissen up! Black cop!! Black cop black cop black cop Stop shootin black people, we all gonna drop You don't even get, paid a whole lot So take your M-60 and put it 'pon lock!

Straight Through KRS-One

Intro - sped up vocal sampleTonight's a special night So remember with pride, these 20 happy years KRS-OneI can't leave my b-boys alone I can't leave my b-girls alone Let's turn this house right into a

Hold KRS-One

In the penitentiary I see a whole Bunch of blacks and Hispanics that they hold In my cell I cry like hell, my head I hold One day somebody ax if my shoes they could hold I told this guy, "Listen!

The Only One KRS-One

house, you earn your keep And I respect that, in high school we both got left back We both were divorced and had setbacks But you should never let that depress you God has blessed you Yo, here's what KRS

Shutupayouface KRS-One

Millennium games, it's all the same Sinners repent, many for fear End of the year, everyone cheers Only a few hear my voice in they ears Everyone else well they really don't care But what if I told you

Squash All Beef KRS-One

All crew, all massive, everywhere in the world You practice the art of hip-hop This goes out to every boy and every girl Give me relief! I sing! Give me relief! Squash all beef!

Out for Fame KRS-One

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8X) * first time, minus "I'm" * Hah! Hahahaha All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo!

Heartbeat KRS-One

Word up it's the Funk Doc Spock you don't stop It's my man KRS you don't stop It's the girl Angie you don't stop With the hah haha ha haha hah!!

It's All A Struggle KRS-One

"[Chorus] It's all a struggle (tryin to make it day to day) It's all a struggle (from my hood to around your way) It's all a struggle (single parents all by theyself) It's all a struggle (diseases decreasin

The Movement KRS-One

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 bumpin' Now there's ranks

Hiphop Knowledge KRS-One

All was wack Hip-Hop culture was fallin flat and that was that So in 1992, I found my crew They said, ""Yo Kris, what you wanna do?"" I said, ""Damn - why they wanna get with me?

Do You Got It KRS-One

[KRS-One] Turn it up now, it's yo' time (ha!) Thanks for yo' nickel and yo' dime (ha!) The Kris-Style will blow yo' mind (ha!) Let's get it started, RIGHT ON TIME (ha!)

Gunnen' Em Down KRS-One

[KRS-One] Uh-huh! Y'all forgot about this shit right? Haha Haha, TURN THE RADIO OFF!! Word! Yeah, whattup Choco?

MC's Act Like They Don't Know KRS-One

Clap your hands everybody if you got what it takes Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic and Premier's on The Breaks If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me I never won a Grammy I won't win a

MCs Act Like They Don't Know KRS-One

Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me I never won a Grammy, I won't win

Criminal Minded KRS-One

Intro: (sung by KRS One to the tune of the Beatles "Let It Be") Boogie Down Productions will always get paid We'll take the wackest song and make it better Remember to let us into your skin Cause then

Bring It To The Cypher (Feat. Truck Turner) KRS-One

Bring It To The Cypher Like this, like this y'all Verse One: Truck TurnerI'm at the end of my rope, I'm bout to snap Cut a nigga throat, put a bullet through his hat With his head attached What's the deal

Slap Them Up KRS-One

That, that shit, my joint. Run that motherfucker...it's only right kid... [KRS-One] (Do it, do it, do it...) Drop that bassline... You want lyrics? We give ya lyrics.

Build Ya Skills KRS-One

Verse One: KRS-One Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I speak And get you open like a prostitutes buttcheeks Rapper get kicked in they mouth with cleets cause they're speech refuses to reach

Build Ya Skillz (Feat. Busta Rhymes) KRS-One

Busta Rhymes) Verse One: KRS-One Check, I control your mind with one rhyme I speak And get you open like a prostitutes buttcheeks Rapper get kicked in they mouth with cleets cause they're speech refuses

Things Will Change KRS-One

(X 4) [KRS] Good looking, word... DJ Revolution, word up... Let's do this, kid... Here we go!

Ya Feel Dat KRS-One

[Verse One] Show me an MC that think he's too hot Bring him to KRS-One, I'll show him he's NOT Blowin the whole spot up when I spit up Knowledge Reigns Supreme, when I walk past, get up My wrists ain't

De Automatic KRS-One

out Some fear de 'matic, yes de automatic Disrespect, from MC's, me nah go have it De automatic, get de automatic Tonight a rapper gwan die Crazy MC's waste they time chasin millions While KRS-One

De Automatic (Feat. Fat Joe) KRS-One

Check it out Some fear de 'matic, yes de automatic Disrespect, from MC's, me nah go have it De automatic, get de automatic Tonight a rapper gwan die Crazy MC's waste they time chasin' millions While KRS-One

Hush KRS-One

Yo, yo, yo, check it, check it Let us begin, KRS, winnin again, KRS-One did it again KRS bigger than them, look at them they bit it again I think my gun just gonna start clickin again Click-clack, I always

Ghetto Lifestyles KRS-One

Why do you listen to KRS-One? "Cause it's more than just music. He speaks to my way of life." "KRS is the best. Listen for the inner meanings." "Never heard, anyone like this." [KRS-One] Feel this!

R.E.A.L.I.T.Y. KRS-One

I lived in a spot called Millbrooke Projects The original Criminal Minded rap topic With twenty cents in my pocket I saw the light If you're young gifted and black, you got no rights Your only true

Beware KRS-One

KRS-OneYeah, HUT HUT HUT HUT! I know we ain't gettin soft, HUT HUT HUT HUT! I know we ain't gettin soft, listen FIYAH!

Sound of Da Police KRS-One

Verse One: Stand clear! Don man a-talk You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk Watch out!

Somebody KRS-One

body One aim, one God, one destiny I'm not non-violent, you can back up off of me I sip my tea, and cock back three One for Tiny Tim, Mr.

KRS-ONE Attacks KRS-One

Justin is the pimp on the block he smacks and cracks around hoes alot every day around 3 o'clock you can hear all the nasty talk he loves the dizease infested little whores whose mouths and things are

Rappaz R. N. Dainja KRS-One

Verse One: Blastmaster Kris I don't talk ish Expand your conciousness and dismiss foolishness No one is new to this or new to Kris In hip-hop's atomic structure, I am the nucleus That is the center