KRS One

KRS One - Real Hip-Hop - Part II lyrics

[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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