to front, word to mother On a microphone alone in a zone of danger With rhymes written on my bullets in a chamber Word up, you never heard of one murder one
[Run] I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one.. [Jam Master Jay obliges with the cut.. "Run.. Dee.. Run.. D.. M.. C.." "Here we go
you get 'em Now, God, now what's a brother do? I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truth One-Zero, now I crew shoed Bad attitude cause I have
a nomadic please As we roam, Zion I trying to find a home In the four-one-five-one o fo' sure It's Martin Luther now you know it [Verse One] Don't
2 Live Crew) (They're back!) (2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?) (2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!) (2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!) (2 Live Crew
continue Okay Tiger - Chung Lee, Crocodile - Dundee Big pimp - Rocky V, hook shots - from three Revelie - no crew, nerd rap - tofu Richard Lewis - beaucoup, where is he? No clue Groupies - free
. All cliques, crews, bands, fans, old-friends and new, Nieces and nephews, man'dem I still ain't met too, With this one going out to every single one
Bout time I got down one time) One nation and we're on the move Nothin can stop us now (Uh huh, uh huh, one nation) One nation under a groove (Can I get
you envy But behind my back you condemn me, you a thief! [Chorus: KRS-One] All out in Germany, Africa THINGS IS ABOUT TO CHANGE Word up, hip-hop, join the nation
: KRS-One] I know where We can go To see how a real MC flow No video No radio Just a live show C'mon now you gon' go? [Verse 2: KRS-One] I'm still standing
dropped By All Means Necessary Another hip-hop group that was a friend of me Was a revolution crew called Public Enemy It Takes A Nation of Millions
to Smoke Fest '99 I'm glad you all could make it As you can see admission was free this Smoke Fest this year All the weed you see is free, but the blunts
! But di weed whe yuh smoke lead to incarceration Wi tell dem seh dem cyan cage man Cah di weed free mi mind it a di healin of di nation I'm frustred
see my countrymen again? As the captain calls us on the deck I take my things and walk To the harbourside, I glance back One last time. Fleeing our nation
that's me In the flesh and I guess I'm the best In the muther fuckin midwest cuz there's no contest For the pimp in the pimp of the nation So fuck
like the one before We're here to set the spirit free Give us the stage Turn on the lights Fire up the sound We'll rock the nations Give us the
hung from a Noose Yo I'm sucker-proof, plus I never do what others do Thugs running loose, kickin nursery rhymes like Mother Goose Which one of you(s)