Print

[KRS] Yeah thatæŠ¯ the one -- yo Thor-El just just check your mic Verse One: Thor-El So you wanna be the million dollar man, kid whatæŠ¯ your plan Make a deal with the devil settle for a hundred grand Not enough I call your bluff, hit you with the stuff Deal with this and think youæŠ®e tough, gimme a call when things get rough You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded IæŠ¦ leavin rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic youæŠ®e artificial by cripple, rap is like your pistol Grim Reaper, I got the whistle, death I pull no tissue Hit you, like the Mac-11, MCæŠ¯ subtract by seven Letras de cancionesCallin callin for the reverand, lookin at hell like heaven IæŠ¦ on the map, makin it like the crazy on the track Oh what the hell I get my mail while I raid you til it crack Chorus: KRS and Thor-El H, I, P, H, O, P, we are H, I, P, H, O, P, we are Verse Two: KRS-One CæŠ¦on, uhh Dead two in the head before some A&R tell me I must give up the streets you lift the company can sell me WhatæŠ¯ the sense in being large if you canæŠ° take a risk? Thinkin a risk upon a disc means youæŠ®e written off the list IæŠ¦ not sayin you canæŠ° have your fame and glory just donæŠ° bore me when I come to see you live, and I paid twenty-five ThatæŠ¯, crazy loot Kris is saying I donæŠ° play those games Killing Rhyme Sessions is the meaning of my name But donæŠ° call my name in vain, cause I will appear And your livest MC will get slain right here See I do the homework, and I do the extra credit You could sell a million records, and still canæŠ° set it Cause the Lex or Beem is probably just the matches and a Jeep so IæŠ¦ sure your rap career now if they come before your people Ohh Lord!! You canæŠ° be thinkin about Billboard With the mic cord, and several thousand people just bored Being dope live is like being insured for life You always get called back twice, you are Chorus 2X Verse Three: Thor-El, KRS-One I burn like hy-dra-cho-loric and my city got itty HeæŠ¯ terrible, Thor-ElæŠ¯ incredible and terrific Is it, that youæŠ®e under the influence of local obvious Rappers that die, but why, explain the obvious No stoppin this lyrics from the esophagus rockin strictly the hip-hop populace From Letras Mania