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[KRS-One: speaking live] First of all, I don't know WHO, y'all saw on this stage before me (aight) I don't know WHO, y'all gonna see on this stage after me (true) But THIS, is REAL.. HIP.. HOP! Worrrrrd UP! I'm gonna find out tonight, where the real hip-hop [Intro] + (live response) The real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) The real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) The real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) Real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) [Interlude] Bla-blaow! Bla-blaow! Clear 'em out, clear 'em out - word! {*scratching: "Aww yeah!", "The real hip-hop, is ova here"*} {*scratching: "KRS, come get up in they asses"*} [Verse One] You ain't Fo'Reel and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a infomercial You ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic apparatus Challengin the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch your status With these elders lookin at Billboard you could stop them But I got enough albums to make my OWN top ten! You limited, like the spread of traffic Letras de cancionesYou bite my style off the radio so when you speak in fact I hear the static You better Chillout like Chuck, I kick like three Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your choruses Of course it is, ridiculous Watch out, I be in the club inconspicuous Gotcha, on your, hands and knees Ain't it about time for some real MC's? [Chorus] + (live response) The real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) The real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) Real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) Real hip hop is (ova here!!!!) [KRS-One] Yo yo, Beatminerz, turn up the track a little bit Gonna do this right now [Verse Two] Remix it, don't re-fix it First brigade, second brigade - all swords lifted Formation, classified information Code red rhyme style accurate articulation Don't test my foreign relation The cats in Brixton, Birmingham and London just waitin Got my cats in France like ill Even Africa's laughin at'cha right along with Brazil The West Indies? Jus' wan fi kill Got Canada mad at'cha, Germany heard of me, they seen the skill Hip-Hop is more than a thrill to us A dollar bill to us, believe you will trust in that Cause if you bust at me, on TV, CD Internet trust that, I WILL BUST BACK I turn down heat real quick, when I spit you need the medicine what I speak is so sick Then again these veteran be better than many men Forever we hit 'em again better than ANY trend they could ever say In any season, hot warm cold or freezin When it comes to MCin, we believe in rhymin for a different reason No frontin, my rhyme style tells you somethin They rhyme style tells you who they freakin But you was already told - what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul? From Letras Mania