Verse 1

   

   D.J. Doc you know he's down with us

   D-Square, he's down with us

   Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us

   I.C.U., you know he's down with us

   D-Nice and McBoo, they're down with us

   Ms. Melodie, she's down with us

   Just-Ice and DMX, they're down with us

   My manager Moe, he's down with us

   Castle-D boy, he's down with us

   D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us

   Robocop boy, he's down with us

   Makin' funky music is a must

   I'm number one.

   

   People still takin' rappin' for a joke

   A passing hope or a phase with a rope

   Sometimes I choke and try to believe

   when I get challenged by a million MCs

   I try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"

   My album was raw because no-one would ever

   think like I think and do what I do

   I stole the show, and then I leave without a clue



   What do you think makes up a KRS?

   Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking?

   Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble

   Rebel, renegade, must stay paid

   not by financial aid, but a raid of hits

   causing me to take long trips

   I'm the original teacher of this type of style

   Rockin' off-beat with a smile

   or smirk or chuckle, yes some are not up to

   BDP Posse so I love to

   step in the jam and slam

   I'm not Superman, because anybody can

   or should be able to rock off turntables

   Grab the mic, plug it in and begin

   But here's where the problem starts, no heart

   Because of that a lot of groups fell apart

   Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the Old School

   cuz Rap is still a brand-new tool

   I say no-one's from the Old School cuz Rap on a whole

   isn't even twenty years old

   Fifty years down the line, you can start this

   cuz we'll be the Old School artists

   And even in that time, I'll say a rhyme

   A brand-new style, ruthless and wild

   Runnin' around spendin' money, havin' fun

   cuz even then, I'm still number one.

   

   Verse 2

   

   Blastmaster KRS-One of course

   comes to express with style the lost

   ways of rhyming, old and new, past and present

   Knock, knock, who is it?

   A brand-new style, hup, time to change

   People talk about me when they see me on stage

   Live in action, guaranteed raw

   I hang with the rich and I work for the poor

   Now tomorrow you can say you saw

   KRS-One stompin' once more

   I play by ear, I love to steer

   the Alfa Romeo from here to there

   I grab the beer, but not in the ride

   cuz I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive

   I'm not a beginner, amateur or local

   My album is sellin' because of my vocals

   You know what you need to learn?

   Old School artists don't always burn

   You're just another rapper who's had his turn

   Now it's my turn, and I am concerned

   about idiots posing as kings

   What are we here to rule?

   I thought we were supposed to sing

   And if we oughta sing, then let us begin to teach

   Many of you are educated, open your mouth and speak

   KRS-One is something like a total renegade

   except I don't steal, I rhyme to get paid

   Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'

   Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'

   not to escape, but hit the problem head-on

   by bringin' out the truth in a song

   So BDP, short for Boogie Down Productions

   made a little noise cuz the crew was sayin' somethin'

   People have the nerve to take me for a gangster

   An ignorant one, something closer to a prankster

   Doin' petty crimes, goin' straight to penitentiary

   But in a scale of crime that's really elementary

   This beat is now compelling me to explain in silence

   why my last jam was so violent

   It's simple: BDP will teach reality

   No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like The P Is Free

   So now you know, a poet's job is never done

   But I'm never overworked, cuz I'm still number one.

   

   Kool Moe Dee, he's down with us

   Eric B. and Rakim, they're down with us

   Stetsasonic, they're down with us

   Dana Dane, he's down with us

   Sleeping Bag Records, they're down with us

   My lawyer Jay, he's down with us

   Jive/RCA is down with us

   Makin' funky music is a must

   I'm number one.

BDP (Boogie Down Productions) Lyrics