, Johnny, John, Omar Hello sun, goodbye Niagara Bar How many times can you listen to Blondie, The Clash, The Ramones, and that Strokes song? How many people can we
Or we hustle, grind, it's the life we roll [Chorus x2] I want you to leave (leave) I want you to go (go) But you keep telling me the streets are all
Against warriors of light many fall our dreams of peace are not all gone Once we lose that precious dream there's nothing left to fight Now you are bound
stunt before, but I'll tell you what, We'll bust the cherries, then we'll sprinkle some nuts on top, Then we'll do the splits. Now what have we got?
soo waayay There are some things pure while certain things blur Dilute it with the lie and you believe when it occur Falsified information got my people in the stir We
difficult course feel the pressure from all angles of prev's centrifugal force unremorseful sorcery firing flames more frequent and strengthen the attacker and black magic clashing in sequence my activities are
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blastin' Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened Trapped in deep-water gaspin' I clash
We are the G.O.D's an' we came to rock the spot Like Ironman Starks, they be the illest MCs in the world today Cappa, Raekwon an' the R.Z.A., so listen
say we're too yellow bellied But we say we're the new superpower We'd rather make our children (We request to negotiate) Martyrs than murderers (We
close From everything that I can tell There are several possibilities Maybe we're in love really Maybe it's too early to really see Maybe we're just
Rights is counterfeit Now it's been written that all men are equal but then it's legal When they beat us and treat us as if we're different people We
the cold is closing in on us We part the veil on our killer sun Stray from the straight line on this short run The more we take the less we become The
even consider them In the new millenium we killin them Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them We
was a Saturday night me and my homeboys decided to dip to the movies, and you know us. Always on CP time. So we entered the theatre and we find our seats
. Got you punked n mad. Wanna dump n clash. Jump tha punks them bunks are crunk n munch they lunch n dash We go to jail! We know the cell. Its cold as
long and ah thuggin' there for days Wit my G's and we pray, help us Lord Never confuse luv with lust Retaliate bust for bust You can trust in us, we
on adrenochrome We had the power, we had the space We had a sense of time and place We knew the words, we knew the score We knew what we were fighting
I think we got one? Dr. Carter I think we got one, Yup. Yup! We got one, We saved him, he?s good, He?s good, We got one, He?s good... He?s good We got