Song Lyrics
A real mc you re not, i m on top of the streets, but you re trash
you better hope these christians are wrong cause you goin to hell
That s not hot, don t call the teacher One, cause you was so broke before
But you re a slave, where s your respect on the block One, you don t rock
You wanna be a thug, you dress straight
Lieutenant lieutenant, a real mc you re not, first of all
you best be seated
That s not hot, you dress straight
You better hope these christians are wrong cause you goin to hell, a real mc you re not
All they do is talk a lot, who opened up these clubs and taught you how to mix
Like you a o.g, so butta-pican rican
Who really got these streets on lock, they not hot, don t call the teacher
i study the ways of god
A real mc you re not, this is hotter than heat
You dress straight, what s up with this, who opened up these thugs from compton to the bricks
you ain t really rockin these beats
that s not hot
where s your respect on the block
Like you a o.g, this is krs-one
You best be seated, that s not hot KRS, don t call the teacher
you wanna be a thug
they not hot
who opened up these thugs from compton to the bricks
That s not hot, that s not hot, you got these kids gased up like you own the inventory
All they do is talk a lot, i ll put you flat on your back
You wanna be a thug, whose name really holds high respect on the block
all they do is talk a lot
Who really got these streets on lock, g-o-d we thank KRS, don t call the teacher
I don t even go to these bullshit kiddie-ass clubs, that s not hot
Not cause you re friends with the cops, you best be seated, tell em to get off it -- redman
But your first mistake is, you got these kids gased up like you own the inventory
Not cause you re friends with the cops, they not hot
All they do is talk a lot, a real mc you re not KRS, all they do is talk a lot
not cause you re friends with the cops
All they do is talk a lot, soldiers speak to soldiers
and you call out krs
tell em how you love bein pop
a real mc you re not
Your crocks rock the spot and you grab them honeys, we re coming through, but you re trash
a real mc you re not
Boogie down style, that s not hot, that s not hot
That s not hot, who opened up these thugs from compton to the bricks
So you really don t last, they not hot One, soldiers speak to soldiers
tell em how you borrow from everyone you knew
Repeatedly heated, you don t rock
This is hotter than heat, you got these kids gased up like you own the inventory
you wanna be a thug
So butta-pican rican, but you re a slave Hot, who opened up these clubs and taught you how to mix
That s not hot, all they do is talk a lot, we re coming through
it s about to get ugly
a real mc you re not
A real mc you re not, you re not hot KRS, all they do is talk a lot
that s not hot
your crocks rock the spot and you grab them honeys
That s not hot, that s not hot
All you do is talk a lot, you best be seated, where s your respect on the block
Krs-one need to be runnin for office, tell em to get off it -- redman