Yeah.. ahh, back to that old sh**! For all you FAKE-a** teachers out there Aiyyo Kris.. break this sh** up! [KRS-One] The type of lyrical terrorism I present Educates people, at the same time pays my rent You've been hearin me now for the past twelve semesters When the s**ers stepped up, I had to use the drastic measures I know you want to step to me kid! But you're thinkin, "Damn, Kris is kinda big!" Plus he rolls wit a crew that don't care And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year From your eye drops a tear I don't play that sh**, I play that hit Your whole gangsta image is not legit You heard Criminal Minded, and bit the whole sh** Now if I punch you in your face I'd be wrong Don't even think about battling with a song You'll be gone, your career ain't strong enough to call my bluff You ain't rough, you ain't tough, you'll be handcuffed With your ribcage crushed Naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks You know my fu*kIN name Blastmaster KRS is thinkin LONG range! Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (repeat 4X) [KRS-One] They are in there, like you'll soon be in prison (You await and this is f*ggot, your a** you'll be given) Who you kiddin? You're only tryin to rock a party You ain't really down to shoot nobody So why you frontin? Sayin from the cops you be runnin In jail in a pair of panties you look just stunning You pop all that wannabe sh** on vinyl Until your a** is bein pumped by some f*ggot named Lionel In jail you ain't got respect You a fairy, I'll be takin your commisary And the picture of your sister, mister As seamy as Pee-Wee Herman, I ain't trying to diss her This ain't no bullsh** game and I ain't changed I'm just thinkin LONG range People died so I can rhyme.. You think I'm gonna grab the mic and waste my nation's time? Step up with that weak sh** You're psychologically, historically, and spiritually sick Plus you're on my dick Changin the subject, your rhyme style ain't correct You know my fu*kIN name! Blastmaster KRS is thinking LONG range! Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (*repeats*) KRS, Kenny Parker, Willie D from Long Island Heather B, Ska-Danks D-Square, Sidney Mills Ha-ohhhh go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn! Go Bronx! (Go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn!) The Bronx! Yell Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx, ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!