[KRS-One]

We crush, them, and they click

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get

You supposed to get free and intelligent

Not a platinum plaque, that's irrelevant

We CRUSH, THEM, and they crew

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to do

While they floss with the chi-ching and all the rings

You stay focused, keep doin your thing

You cannot get the diamond ring, if you can't really sing

Or if you haven't got a skill, that you ready to fling

What you bringin to the table if you not really able

Tryin to get to the top, like the Tower of Babel

Back in the days, remember all the old gold cables

Where they at now?  Sold, when they dropped from the label

All the money they gave you made you very unstable

They really enslaved but you wasn't able with the coke in your nasal

to see, you up in the crib but they rockin your cradle

You a joke and you fatal, they made you an M.C.

Meaning: Most Confused

Not E-M-C-E-E, that's what I use

Many people really wanna know from me

when I'ma drop and they can go cop, the next LP

Or CD, or T-A-P-E you see

It's about word of mouth, for me



We crush, them, and they click

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get

You supposed to get free and intelligent

Not a platinum plaque, that's irrelevant

We CRUSH, THEM, and they rap

Yo, they don't really know where the money is at

And what's funny is that, is if you'd just stay focused

they'd be the one to be the brokest!

I'm from the inner city, that's right

Flashy asses and titties that's right

No pity mad graffiti that's right

Broken gang treaties, that's real

I speak complete broken slang freely at will

I spit what I'm about to spit, get what I'm about to get

Never no counterfeit, movin about a bit

Knowledge Reigns Supreme, only a few like the sound of it

Others can't get down with it (ONE.. TWO.. THREE.. BREAK!)

So why did I have to come off my sabbatical?

Battle you?  My metachromatical will splatter you

I got another track to do, I can't mack witchu

Your rhymes are fictional, mine are factual

I'll embarass you, I'm glad to do

I'm the teacher but in the streets it can be bad for you

I feel sad for you, cause you frontin like you gettin ahead

but you really on E instead

I've come to show these people you're not my equal

All you want is the cash and a hoe in a see-through

Yeah; KRS-One comin through with the breeze team

You know how we do



We crush, them, and they click

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get

You supposed to get free and intelligent

Not a platinum plaque, that's irrelevant

Yo we crush them, and they squad

Let me tell you right now that it's all about God

You can walk around the streets like you livin it hard

But a real teacher know when you scarred

I refuse to be bought, I refuse to snooze

I refuse to come up short, I refuse to lose

I refuse to be caught in the court

I refuse to refuse bein taught, I refuse evil thoughts

Cause they whole {shit's} wack, trap's wack

You're wack, you're pack's wack, in fact I jab-slap that

Cap at that, now, retract that crap, wherever I'm in or at

You better go back and sip that crap

Bring your gat, I'm lovin that

Like football, you'll be, runnin-back

Blazin 'em, merely dazin 'em, barely playin 'em out

These are God's lyrics, I'm just sayin 'em out



We crush, them, and they click

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to get

You supposed to get free and intelligent

Not a platinum plaque, that's irrelevant

We CRUSH, THEM, and they crew

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to do

You supposed to be buttoned up right to your neck

If you a woman, you'll get respect

Let me tell you we crush the, and they crew

Let me tell you right now what you supposed to be

You supposed to be a man of integrity

Above the law, you effect destiny

We CRUSH, THEM, and they lies

This is concious rap, we not hypnotized

Anywhere the action's at, we rappin at

Takin it home and unpackin that-that-that