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Boogie Down Productions - I'm Still #1 (Numero Uno Re-Recording)

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One (One, one, one, one, one, one, one, one) KRS-One es fres-co Poet, you're soft, you know? Do not speak when grown people are speaking Don't interrupt the class when I'm teaching Turn your textbooks now to BDP and see Criminal Minded and By All Means Necessary I'm sort of like a bounty hunter I hunt out the best and crush them others (Hey dude, what's the name of your crew?) BDP Becoming a monopoly gradually There's no sense for you to become tense Just pay attention 'cause I make sense Poetic, athletic, lyrically alphabetic Hear the science and let it Serve as a fact, I rap to attack The wick-wick-weak and the wick-wick-wack All around, world-renowned, my sound's not a clown With a crown or a hand-me-down It's fresh right off the press Written by the teacher himself, KRS The flexible, respectable poet You all know it, but I think I oughta show it in a show Although I don't play a banjo I be living rhythm, so I flow Gracefully, to the point you admit I took you out Allow me to remove all doubt about Who has clout and whose tongue flows out Just like lightning, tighten up while I'm writing Memorizing then reciting is quite an experience For example, I'm still number one (One, one, one, one) Well, I rhyme to eat because I don't rob or cheat Compete with the weak, now all you suckers have a seat I don't meet the standards of kings Or MC lords or queens and those things I merely bring, as simple as it sounds New ground, to the kings I'll throw down On the floor, they look up at me in awe Their freshest rhymes I ignore T-E-A-C-H-E-R, you see We are, without a doubt, the star The original, the inventor Well, let's take a second to glance at the agenda Boo (Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo) I cannot understand it, man What possessed you, boy, to go freestyle? What are you stupid? You must be senile Poor child, I'll pull that file and smile You can't even freak with the style I'm saying, bringing, swinging, and flinging You're weighing me down 'cause on the tip you're swinging Just like a native monkey change minds You be slinging on Jimmy, man, all the time I'm criminal minded, you are soft-minded Just like a dog, here's a lyric, go find it I be rhyming straight and hard, don't push me You rhyme soft and mushy, real mushy Using that played-out, off-beat style You're big sounding like Caine, boy I'll freestyle three styles, meanwhile you're looking ignorant I'll take a pause, but I don't bother filling it Everybody's rocking off-beat to a beat That's soft like Wonder, here's the whole wheat Your first mistake was to answer back To the undefeated master of beating suckers silly No, I'm not from Philly My name isn't Magic, Poet, or Billy It's KRS,'specially if It doesn't take you too long to find out where I shift And shift it back to simply saying you're wack, weak, soft And never ever really posed a threat, in fact I haven't heard a decent lyric from you yet I bet that creativity is hard to get While someone does your music and your lyrics, you slept So step, 'cause obviously you haven't heard about my rep I'm undefeated, allow me to go more in depth You know, boy, I'm still number one (One, one, one, one) Yo, Miss Melodie, she's down with us Manager Moe, he's down with us D-Nice and McBoo, they're down with us ICU, you know he's down with us DJ Red Alert, you know he's down with us I'm number one (One, one, one, one) Doug E. Fresh is down with us The Awesome Two, you know they're down with us The Violators are down with us Jeff Fox, he's down with us Bugsy, you know he's down with us I'm number one (One, one, one, one) Big Tapp is down with us Just-Ice is down with us George Clinton is down with us Slick JC is down with us Jungle Brothers are down with us I'm number one (One, one, one, one) Willie D is down with us My brothers in the Bronx is down with us Homeboys in Brooklyn down with us Harlem, USA is down with us I'm number one (One, one, one, one) Yeah, BDP is undefeated And to my big brother Scott La Rock No matter how many suckers try to diss us Ha-ha, we're still number one (One, one, one, one)