Krs One - H.I.P.H.O.P lyrics

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[KRS] Yeah that抯 the one -- yo Thor-El just just check your mic

Verse One: Thor-El

So you wanna be the million dollar man, kid what抯 your plan

Make a deal with the devil settle for a hundred grand

Not enough I call your bluff, hit you with the stuff

Deal with this and think you抮e tough, gimme a call when things get rough

You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded

I抦 leavin rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic

you抮e artificial by cripple, rap is like your pistol

Grim Reaper, I got the whistle, death I pull no tissue

Hit you, like the Mac-11, MC抯 subtract by seven

Callin callin for the reverand, lookin at hell like heaven

I抦 on the map, makin it like the crazy on the track

Oh what the hell I get my mail while I raid you til it crack

Chorus: KRS and Thor-El

H, I, P, H, O, P, we are

H, I, P, H, O, P, we are

Verse Two: KRS-One

C抦on, uhh

Dead two in the head before some A&R tell me

I must give up the streets you lift the company can sell me

What抯 the sense in being large if you can抰 take a risk?

Thinkin a risk upon a disc means you抮e written off the list

I抦 not sayin you can抰 have your fame and glory just don抰 bore me

when I come to see you live, and I paid twenty-five

That抯, crazy loot Kris is saying I don抰 play those games

Killing Rhyme Sessions is the meaning of my name

But don抰 call my name in vain, cause I will appear

And your livest MC will get slain right here

See I do the homework, and I do the extra credit

You could sell a million records, and still can抰 set it

Cause the Lex or Beem is probably just the matches and a Jeep so

I抦 sure your rap career now if they come before your people

Ohh Lord!! You can抰 be thinkin about Billboard

With the mic cord, and several thousand people just bored

Being dope live is like being insured for life

You always get called back twice, you are

Chorus 2X

Verse Three: Thor-El, KRS-One

I burn like hy-dra-cho-loric and my city got itty

He抯 terrible, Thor-El抯 incredible and terrific

Is it, that you抮e under the influence of local obvious

Rappers that die, but why, explain the obvious

No stoppin this lyrics from the esophagus

rockin strictly the hip-hop populace