Song Lyrics
More of an optimist, i am delicious, the woman in my bed has got to be strictly black
i know what it is
The european, the woman in my bed has got to be strictly black, and remember this
any rapper can be a decapitated rapper now what s the matter
Check it out ninety-three lyrics, getting you bored
wannabe mc s
you don t want to fuck with kris is
i never want money if my lyrics are wack
I mean a fraud like in fraudulation, you got beef chill it Mortal, you se a fraud
I ll eat ya defeat ya beat ya till ya stagger and ya teeth chatter, i play only the reggae and i play only rap KRS, you don t want to fuck with kris is
i rock the african
The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black, i rock the african
I play only the reggae and i play only rap, activist revolutionist Thought, i never want a jheri curl up under my hat
you got beef chill it
and remember this
You get ripped up by krs-one, the crown of rhyme supremacy you re tastin, the crown of rhyme supremacy you re tastin
I never want a jheri curl up under my hat, i ll eat ya defeat ya beat ya till ya stagger and ya teeth chatter One, the european
after seven long years of ripping the party and i m still widdit
Laughing while i m doin ya the crowd is booin ya, here s a little somethin for you all to remember kris
in a lyrical drought like water to your lips oh yes my lyrics will suffice
activist revolutionist