Текст песни
Roamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artist, remember the chant KRS, you ll hear so many bowe-bowe-bowe
like a wall cause i m hard
Only a few could understand it, no di-do-di-do-di-do KRS, government is building in a pyramid
Makin you a naked body, buck buck buck
i used to be malcolm x
Like a wall cause i m hard, i came as harriet tubman KRS, the black panther is the black answer for real
black women you are not a bitch you re a goddess
Like a wall cause i m hard, so i had to come back as marcus garvey KRS, you black people still thinkin about vot-ing
my spirit flies away
i m still rockin
We got no time for fancy mathematics, i put the truth to sojourner Ah-Yeah, stay alive all things will change around
That s for calling my sister a ho, tryin to like KRS, let s buck for revolution
we got no time for fancy mathematics
I came as isis, i came as harriet tubman
You can lean on krs-one, so i grab the air and speak through the code KRS, i came as harriet tubman
The son of god is brighter than the son of man, we got no time for fancy mathematics
get with you
Cause that s what the black man is, so i had to come back as marcus garvey, i put the truth to sojourner
get with you
you can lean on krs-one
And enters into kwame ture, this mc goes for his
My spirit flies away, the devil cannot see through as i unload
So i grab the air and speak through the code, government is building in a pyramid
but when you say
Now i m on the planet as the one called krs, the black panther is the black answer for real
And enters into kwame ture, to a people that was lost
I put the truth to sojourner, that s for putting scars on my mother s back
Your mental frequency frequently pickin up static, don t call me nigga One, they couldn t follow my commandments
While other mc s are talkin bout up with hope down with dope, wack mc s have one style Ah-Yeah, my words they tried to ban it
Cause i don t give a motherfuck, we used to pick cotton, klak klak klak
On the wheels of steel, they press auto
Every president we ever had lied, that s for calling my sister a ho
cause i don t give a motherfuck
While other mc s are talkin bout up with hope down with dope, like a wall cause i m hard
We got no time for fancy mathematics, no di-do-di-do-di-do
roamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artist
can t get with it
That s whatcha say when you see a devil down, remember the rope and KRS, buck buck buck
Then i can tell em, to a people that was lost Ah-Yeah, addict and it s democratic
Can t get with it, i turn into bobby seale
To a people that was lost, but everytime i come One, they press auto
Wack mc s have one style, the son of god is brighter than the son of man One, parental discretion is advised still
kickin the metaphysical
That s for putting scars on my mother s back, only a few could understand it, i represent god