Kurupt - Live On The Mic Lyrics
[Kurupt (talking)]Yeah, this is what you would call somethin' likeOne of the things that, you know, when you meet your goalYou get to the top of the game, and the dream come trueKurupt and KRS-One freestyle[KRS-One]Yes, yes y'all!yeah yeah y'all! (uh)KRS y'all, uh huh, uh huh (uh)yeah Kurupt, y'allTime to check it out, uh huhProphecy, y'all yes yes, yall (yea)KRS, y'all, uh huh, like this y'all (yea)you know what's up comin' through like that! (haha!)[Verse 1 (KRS-One)]I laugh at that, your whole premise is offI'm blastin' that, somehow my foot is exactly where yo ass is atabusin' it, you know for 86 produce 77i'm doin' to you on the other hand still kind of new to itI spit lead into better menyou a veteran, aint no tellin'what i send to get them yet another oneMy voice-box send shocks of adrenaline so you sweat again(unintelligible)[Verse 2 (Kurupt)]Then again i noticed that everybodyThink they can ***** with usBut luckily i noticedEverybody want to be close to usTryin' to bust when they bustI seen them they ain't treacherous and they ain't *****in with usMy style's out this universeWords that serve all these emceesThey hear pre-verbs i break them down to nouns and verbsThey know exactly what i do, i run through crew for crewKRS, it's on you, baby[Verse 3 (KRS-One)]True underground, Boogey Down got them runnin' aroundComin' to town breakin' them all the way downand makin' them frown, true undergroundnot a class clowncopy, guilty ass, papiI roll with the mash out posseThe beatdown posse, terror squad, you'll find you was never hardWhen the clip loads, and i yell FLIP-MODE!My faster, fresh blows, give my foes death blowsThe best nose, goes live at breath shows[Verse 4 (Kurupt)]See i heard it before, word it beforeWorded it before, before, every emcee tried to serve it beforeBe Kurupt the raw dog hog servin' all y'all***** around with us the top dogMurder all y'all, my minds incredibleI'm out this mind state, lookin' at me, oh my goodness!What rhymes he creates!"Is he the best?", wonderin', nah, aint no bestIt's only me and KRS we dont need no vest, motha*****a[KRS-One]Uh! like that!Yeah uh huh! like that!Uh! (we gangstafied Kurupt and KRS-One on the mic)(Yeah!)[Verse 5 (KRS-One)]Comin' through in the studio live, KRS-One, yeah i'm still on JiveBut i represent emcees now out in..[Verse 6 (Kurupt)]Yeah, no doubtI Be kurupt the raw dog and i'm droppinevery emcee from here to ComptonRaw dog, assassin when you see me comin' through, blastinDon't matter no harrassin, they won't lastin'The last round, the last nigga knocked downProvocative sound, droppin' off round for roundand pound for pound, i be from the DogpoundIt's me a Kris, nigga you can eat my dickI break them down so quick, you can't ***** with thisThe lyricist poltergiest is way niceBreak and take them in freezers just like ice***** around with me, O.GYo, we so precise[Verse 7 (KRS-One)]You know the teacher's agendaWe will be here foreverYou plottin' to surrenderAction start, you start -- tremorNever lose my temper, when my temple memberYou know the center of the dope beat, remember[Kurupt]Yea yea! haha!raw dog assassin styleKRS and kurupt![KRS-One]Yea yea y'all!uh huh!like this, like this[Verse 8 (Kurupt)]Yeah we make them bounceI make them bouncewe make them bounceYo, i make them bounceYo, i blaze a ounceYeah, i blaze a ounceI'm gonna bounce to the ounceWhen the homies come throughDogpound we surround like we bustin' at youI leave ya flat, homieYou wonderin, you lookin' back, homieI leave you all alone, in the danger zoneLookin' at Kurupt and didn't notice it was onMy homeboy, slittin', spreadin', begin the spreadin'Niggas, who don't bust rhymes, niggas start beheadin'Me and Kris, we do it just like thisLyricist, niggas can't ***** with this[Verse 9 (KRS-One)]Thats right y'allYou heard what the man saidKRS-One styles could never be deadThats why we still in-in the studioChillin' it's about three o'clock And we representin' real hip-hopNow you know what time it is we got the camera in our faceKRS-One, all up in the *****in' placeYou know what time it isWe got to come back againI got my friend, i cant remember his name againBut i'm gonna keep flowin' gonna keep showin'Remember the skills that out the box,we be blowin', like that, yo Foxy you on the trackCome and get some'a that pass it right backNow my man, Kurupt, on the mic like thisNow come back and represent beside the Kris[Verse 10 (Kurupt)]Clap your hands, get it all together thenSee me come through, me and KrisTougher than leather and every emcee who come throughBe better than you, Claimin' they better than youBut we start severin' -- headsEverybody lookin' at me i flows from the headLeave them all dead, nigga, you heard what i saidPunk ass niggas, don't realize the gameDespisin' the game homeboy televisin' the game,Seen the game, so im televisin the gameSurprisin' the game, oh no, im risin the gameThey shook down they took down, shook like clownsSee me rockin' i be rockin all aroundDon't you know it, oh yeah, the poltergiest poetThrow it, i show it, homeboy just don't blow itSit on the couch, with a joint in my mouth,Gettin' as high as can be, even though, they despisin' meRealizin' i be makin' more money than Spike LeeAnd that's my homie, O.G to meYo, Kris (Yeah?) we gonna do it like thisDrop them down, quick, and they can eat a dick[KRS-One]Boogey Down, Boogey Down,Boogey Down, Boogey DownBoogey Down production,Boogey Down, Boogey Down,Boogey Down, Boogey Down, ha-ha! ha-ha! (Byatch!)Yo we out, dog (*****! gangsta life, me and KRS-One on the mic)[Dogs barking and howling]
