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(feat. Blaq Poet) [KRS-One:] Look who just walked in the door Look who just walked in - DJ Premier, huh, word up! Oh you got Poet wit'chu, Blaq Po' whattup man! Yo gimme some headphones Yeah distort the mic Marley, I want you to distort the mic We gon' do it like we used to do it Aiyyo Premier there the turntables! Do your thing man, rock on [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS-One:] KRS, Wild Style'n today I stay controversial like Guatanamo Bay My society is secret, sort of like the boulet I'm not a average MC, I don't say what they say I don't play what they play; I'm the type to find the needle at the bottom of hay, that's why I'm rockin today Often they say "No way!" Until I say Da-da-da-day and the crowd go HEY~!! From the time I stepped in the game Kris been clear 'bout his rep and his name I don't tolerate disrespect to my name SongtexteTo uplift my people that's the reason I came If you believe in peace then we believe in the same If you believe in war I got that tec for your brain If you think I'm a whore man you must be insane I'm war in reverse like Big Daddy Kane - RAW!!! [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] DJ Premier [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] My man Poet! [Primo scratches] [KRS:] DJ Marley Marl, Bronx connection, Queensbridge connection [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] Wooo! [Blaq Poet:] I know y'all motherfuckers ain't gon' believe this Poet on the track with the nigga that dissed Queensbridge~?! Let me show y'all how to bury the hatchet The Blastmaster, with the Black Bastard, a classic (C'MON!!) This is one for your dome Niggaz must understand, it's hip-hop full blown! Gimme the mic (what) I'ma stay shittin I'ma stay rippin and banana clip spittin Niggaz know, Blaq Po', green beret flow It's nuttin to me, I do it all day yo The victory is almost here I'm at the front line, yo Kris pull up on they rear (YEA) We got the shit surrounded, time to wild out Nigga what you wan' do, nigga don't ask me, this is your LP Marley hollered at Preem, Preem hollered at me Now I'm standin here warrior, reppin QB (bo! bo! bo! bo! bo!) Nigga what's really good, what it's gon' be [KRS:] Poet, rock on! [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] DJ Premier [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] Marley Marl whattup! [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS-One:] This ain't what you're used to KRS-One, Marley Marl, BDP with the Juice Crew Who knew? 20 years after Scott Marley Marl would pass the rock And I'd dribble it, dribble it, livin it Nibble it a little bit before I enter the club and start killin it K-R-R-R, S-wah-wah-One Yes they'd be the stars, me I'd be the sun Jump right off the stage, breakin breakin you off KRS is the best, of c-c-c-course Street to the c-core, down by l-law You the #1 MC, oh shit-sh-sure Meet me at the c-club, if you thinkin you thug KRS and Poet, this the type of hip-hop you love!! [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] Marley Marl, Blaq Poet [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [KRS:] You rocked it kid, you rocked it! [Primo scratches: "The victory is almost there, just a little bit of.."] [record rewinds at end] Aus Songtexte Mania