Текст (слова) песни: Kurupt and KRS-One - Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha

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(Kurupt) (talking)
Yeah, this is what you would call somethin` like
One of the things that, you know, when you meet your goal
You get to the top of the game, and the dream come true
Kurupt and KRS-One freestyle

(KRS-One)
Yes, yes y`all!
yeah yeah y`all! (uh)
KRS y`all, uh huh, uh huh (uh)
yeah Kurupt, y`all
Time to check it out, uh huh
Prophecy, y`all yes yes, yall (yea)
KRS, y`all, uh huh, like this y`all (yea)
you know what`s up comin` through like that! (haha!)

(Verse 1) (KRS-One)
I laugh at that, your whole premise is off
I`m blastin` that, somehow my foot is exactly where yo ass is at
abusin` it, you know for 86 produce 77
i`m doin` to you on the other hand still kind of new to it
I spit lead into better men
you a veteran, aint no tellin`
what i send to get them yet another one
My voice-box send shocks of adrenaline so you sweat again
(unintelligible)

(Verse 2) (Kurupt)
Then again i noticed that everybody
Think they can fuck with us
But luckily i noticed
Everybody want to be close to us
Tryin` to bust when they bust
I seen them they ain`t treacherous and they ain`t fuckin with us
My style`s out this universe
Words that serve all these emcees
They hear pre-verbs i break them down to nouns and verbs
They know exactly what i do, i run through crew for crew
KRS, it`s on you, baby

(Verse 3) (KRS-One)
True underground, Boogey Down got them runnin` around
Comin` to town breakin` them all the way down
and makin` them frown, true underground
not a class clown
copy, guilty ass, papi
I roll with the mash out posse
The beatdown posse, terror squad, you`ll find you was never hard
When the clip loads, and i yell FLIP-MODE!
My faster, fresh blows, give my foes death blows
The best nose, goes live at breath shows

(Verse 4) (Kurupt)
See i heard it before, word it before
Worded it before, before, every emcee tried to serve it before
Be Kurupt the raw dog hog servin` all y`all
Fuck around with us the top dog
Murder all y`all, my minds incredible
I`m out this mind state, lookin` at me, oh my goodness!
What rhymes he creates!
"Is he the best?", wonderin`, nah, aint no best
It`s only me and KRS we dont need no vest, mothafucka

(KRS-One)
Uh! like that!
Yeah uh huh! like that!
Uh! (we gangstafied Kurupt and KRS-One on the mic)
(Yeah!)

(Verse 5) (KRS-One)
Comin` through in the studio live, KRS-One, yeah i`m still on Jive
But i represent emcees now out in..

(Verse 6) (Kurupt)
Yeah, no doubt
I Be kurupt the raw dog and i`m droppin
every emcee from here to Compton
Raw dog, assassin when you see me comin` through, blastin
Don`t matter no harrassin, they won`t lastin`
The last round, the last nigga knocked down
Provocative sound, droppin` off round for round
and pound for pound, i be from the Dogpound
It`s me a Kris, nigga you can eat my dick
I break them down so quick, you can`t fuck with this
The lyricist poltergiest is way nice
Break and take them in freezers just like ice
Fuck around with me, O.G
Yo, we so precise

(Verse 7) (KRS-One)
You know the teacher`s agenda
We will be here forever
You plottin` to surrender
Action start, you start -- tremor

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