Boogie Down Productions - I'm Still #1 Lyrics
Verse 1D.j. doc you know hes down with usD-square, hes down with usKeyboard money mike, is down with usI.c.u., you know hes down with usD-nice and mcboo, theyre down with usMs. melodie, shes down with usJust-ice and dmx, theyre down with usMy manager moe, hes down with usCastle-d boy, hes down with usD.j. red alert, hes down with usRobocop boy, hes down with usMakin funky music is a mustIm number one.People still takin rappin for a jokeA passing hope or a phase with a ropeSometimes I choke and try to believeWhen I get challenged by a million mcsI try to tell them, were all in this together!My album was raw because no-one would everThink like I think and do what I doI stole the show, and then I leave without a clueWhat do you think makes up a krs?Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking?Ridiculous bass, aggravating trebleRebel, renegade, must stay paidNot by financial aid, but a raid of hitsCausing me to take long tripsIm the original teacher of this type of styleRockin off-beat with a smileOr smirk or chuckle, yes some are not up toBdp posse so I love toStep in the jam and slamIm not superman, because anybody canOr should be able to rock off turntablesGrab the mic, plug it in and beginBut heres where the problem starts, no heartBecause of that a lot of groups fell apartRap is still an art, and no-ones from the old schoolCuz rap is still a brand-new toolI say no-ones from the old school cuz rap on a wholeIsnt even twenty years oldFifty years down the line, you can start thisCuz well be the old school artistsAnd even in that time, Ill say a rhymeA brand-new style, ruthless and wildRunnin around spendin money, havin funCuz even then, Im still number one.Verse 2Blastmaster krs-one of courseComes to express with style the lostWays of rhyming, old and new, past and presentKnock, knock, who is it?A brand-new style, hup, time to changePeople talk about me when they see me on stageLive in action, guaranteed rawI hang with the rich and I work for the poorNow tomorrow you can say you sawKrs-one stompin once moreI play by ear, I love to steerThe alfa romeo from here to thereI grab the beer, but not in the rideCuz Im not stupid, I dont drink and driveIm not a beginner, amateur or localMy album is sellin because of my vocalsYou know what you need to learn?Old school artists dont always burnYoure just another rapper whos had his turnNow its my turn, and I am concernedAbout idiots posing as kingsWhat are we here to rule?I thought we were supposed to singAnd if we oughta sing, then let us begin to teachMany of you are educated, open your mouth and speakKrs-one is something like a total renegadeExcept I dont steal, I rhyme to get paidAirplanes flyin, overseas people dyinPoliticians lyin, Im tryinNot to escape, but hit the problem head-onBy bringin out the truth in a songSo bdp, short for boogie down productionsMade a little noise cuz the crew was sayin somethinPeople have the nerve to take me for a gangsterAn ignorant one, something closer to a pranksterDoin petty crimes, goin straight to penitentiaryBut in a scale of crime thats really elementaryThis beat is now compelling me to explain in silenceWhy my last jam was so violentIts simple: bdp will teach realityNo beatin around the bush, straight up, just like the p is freeSo now you know, a poets job is never doneBut Im never overworked, cuz Im still number one.Kool moe dee, hes down with usEric b. and rakim, theyre down with usStetsasonic, theyre down with usDana dane, hes down with usSleeping bag records, theyre down with usMy lawyer jay, hes down with usJive/rca is down with usMakin funky music is a mustIm number one.
