MC's Act Like They Don't Know - KRS-One.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Lawrence Parker/Chris Martin
[00:00.100]Clap your hands everybody
[00:02.010]if you got what it takes
[00:05.440]'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic
[00:07.000]and Premier's on The Breaks
[00:20.860]Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
[00:26.200]Goin' out to the hardcore hip hop
[00:29.330]Of course we don't flip flop
[00:31.610]If you don't know me by now
[00:33.430]I doubt you'll ever know me
[00:35.710]I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony
[00:37.520]But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real
[00:39.880]When I grab the mic to smash a rapper,
[00:42.090]girls go, "Ill"
[00:43.020]Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995
[00:45.400]Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
[00:48.030]Flow with the master rhymer
[00:50.010]as I leave behind
[00:52.190]The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
[00:53.800]Clapper, down goes another rapper
[00:56.590]Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster
[00:59.380]Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
[01:01.850]Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party
[01:04.430]Flat top, braids, bald heads or knotty dreads
[01:06.740]There once was a story about a man named Jed
[01:09.360]But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead
[01:13.400]Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head
[01:15.710]Word, what go around come around I figure
[01:17.890]Now we got white kids callin' themselves niggas
[01:20.570]The tables turned as the crosses burned
[01:22.750]Remember You Must Learn
[01:25.730]About the styles I flip and how wild I get
[01:27.570]I go on like a space age rocket ship
[01:30.090]You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player
[01:33.620]But make sure live you is a dope rhyme sayer
[01:36.690]MCs act like they don't know
[01:57.150]This is what you waited all year for
[02:00.280]The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for
[02:02.710]Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
[02:05.140]If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill
[02:08.460]MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
[02:11.180]Let's battle to see who headlines
[02:13.860]Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show
[02:16.720]Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know
[02:18.840]Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly
[02:21.390]They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly
[02:24.270]It might be the fact that they express wackness
[02:26.950]Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest
[02:29.480]I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and ****
[02:31.990]Too sick to get with it, admit you bit
[02:34.420]your style is counterfeit
[02:35.690]Now tone it down a bit
[02:37.210]My title you will never get, I'm too intelligent
[02:41.780]I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
[02:43.730]When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head
[02:45.680]I knock it
[02:47.940]It split quick from the lyric
[02:49.520]Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it
[02:51.290]MCs act like they don't know
[03:11.890]Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must respect him
[03:14.800]Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum
[03:17.380]Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
[03:19.760]Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
[03:23.090]Who in their right mind can **** with a style like mine
[03:25.450]I design rhyme and get mine all the time
[03:28.090]MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
[03:30.920]When I roll up and rush their crew, they start bitchin'
[03:33.250]I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's
[03:36.310]Believe they could tango with the likes of these
[03:39.020]Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive
[03:41.450]Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide
[03:45.480]You ****, you lied, I reside like Artifacts
[03:48.150]On the Wrong Side of Da Tracks, electrified
[03:49.910]Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide
[03:52.030]Hopin' your defence mechanism
[03:53.790]can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
[03:55.870]As I spark mad izm
[03:58.040]The 1996 lyrical style's what I give 'em
[04:00.910]MCs act like they don't know