Krs-one - Step Into A World Lyrics
Intro/chorus: sung to the tune of blondie's "rapture"Step into a world (klaka klaka, klaka klaka!)Where there's no one left (buku, buku! alla de massive!)But the very best (klaka, bo bo, bdp crew, bo bo bo bo!)No mc can test *cut and scratch of krs saying "but one"*Step into a world, where hip-hop is meWhere mc's and dj'sBuild up their skills as they play every dayFor the, raptureYeah, what what!Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!Verse one:I'm bout to hit you wit that tradional style of cold rockinGivin options for head knockin non stoppinTip-toppin lyrics we droppin but styles can be forgottenSo we bring back the raw hip-hoppinJust like the records and tapes you be coppinCop some breakdancin, boogie poppin, and lockinTic tockin, guaranteed to have you clockinWe only get better and only better we have gottenThis type of flow don't even think about stoppinBeware, the length of the rhyme flow can be shockinAll music lovers in the place right nowThat never understood the way that krs got downYo i'm strictly about skills and dope lyrical coastinRelying on talent, not marketing and promotionIf a dope lyrical flow is a mustYou gots to go with a name you can quickly trustI'm not sayin i'm number one, uhh i'm sorry, i liedI'm number one, two, three, four and fiveStop wastin your money on marketing schemesAnd pretty packages pushin dreams to the beamsA dope mc is a dope mcWith or witout a record deal, all can seeAnd that's who krs be sonI'm not the run of mill, cause for the mill i don't runYes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!ChorusVerse two:Yeah, yeahEverybody on the mic in the party sound alikeUntil i recite, in black and white what's rightLet me take flight, my style is tight an goodTight an good, come is it tight an goodOld styles i pass dat, slow down on fast rapAll in yo' ass crack, old king go blast datConjure to ask dat, hyper type of flashbackI publish like ascap lyrics for hand clapNo past rappin, youth trackin, talent lackinMc's more worried about their financial backinSteady packin a gat as if something's gonna happenBut it doesn't, they wind up shootin they cousin, they bugginI appear everywhere and nowhere at onceI know my style is bumpin, even though some people frontIt's the god of rap, you heard of itThe one that rhymes toward the sky givin airplanes mad turbulenceIn rap tournaments, i reign permanentDon't you think by now the number one spot i'm not concerned with itThe course of rap i'm turnin itBack to that good old fashioned way of getting cash money by earning itNo bogus hocus pocus, i bring back to focusSkills if you notice my position is lotusNow quote this, mc's are just hopelessThinkin record sales make them the dopestYes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, krs-one, rock on!Chorus
