KRS-One

KRS-One - Real Hip Hop Part Ii lyrics

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[KRS One]
 Hah! They not ready  uhh uhh
 Set it off  South Bronx
 Set it off  uhh  check it

 The real hip hop  is over here
 The real hip hop  is over there
 The real hip hop  is over here
 The real hip hop  is over there

 It's a demo  it's a demo  it's a demo  it's a demo
 Steppin out the limo  KRS One  gettin in you
 From the get go kiddo throw em out the window
 flip em like a nickel
 Peep the hottest single
 He'll sink them like the S.S. Minnow
 That same kid that rocks the Benz rocks the Pinto
 Watch my signal, I rock the rap game like Nintendo
 Hey diddle, diddle, get played now like a fiddle
 I watch you wiggle, in front of the audience that was fickle
 Now you can't make a nickle, the sour pickle you are
 KRS-One, ninety-seven superstar
 I got one thing to say and let me make this clear
 Everywhere, now throw your hands in the air

 The real hip-hop, is over here
 The real hip-hop, is over there
 The real hip-hop, is over here
 The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air!

 [Mic Vandalz]
 Yo, been rockin rooftops, knahmsayin?
 Internat', yaknahmsayin?
 KRS, vandalizin, yaknahmsayin? With the Mic Vandalz
 Boogie Down, Uptown, yaknahmsayin?
 It's dope, check it out

 [KRS-One]
 When I ain't doin a show, or bringin all the money in
 or at the studio, or home studyin
 I'm checkin out Funkmaster Flex on cassette
 as he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects
 Huff now that's the Blastmaster connects, the larynx
 to a high-tech mic set, you get what you get
 Tech and Sway, index of singles is complex
 On Technics sets, he wrecks, collects a fee next
 While you rejects practice, suffix and prefix
 Hip-Hop I reads it, and mark your album incompleted
 I seen it, saw it, back in eighty-five
 Platinum rappers yo that can't rock live
 Their mental facilities, lack the ability
 for lyric agility -- battle? You're killin me

 The real hip-hop, is over here
 The real hip-hop, is over there
 The real hip-hop, is over here
 The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air!
 The real hip-hop, is over there
 The real hip-hop, is it over here?
 The real hip-hop, yo it's over there
 The real hip.. now throw your hands in the air!

 [Mic Vandalz]
 Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)
 Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)
 Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)

 Aiyyo I'm breakin, in this rap thing, I've been waitin
 Ready for the world, rude like awakening
 Homo sapien, ? ? rock every stadium
 Scholars and players, here to Las Vegas
 Embrace the papers, land of money makers
 Brothers hate us cause the brothers ain't us

 Yo yo, from coast to coast I'ma overdose you and BDP you
 and Kris-Kross your mind, wouldn't wanna be you
 A Uptown thing, world premier
 Throw your hands in the air baby it's on
 How many MC's wanna get they rep torn?
 From Joe to Cage and mics in my juvenile days, I abuse
 The mic get lifted, the crowd gets amused

 I got next.. you lose
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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