I Got Next - Nerva Hadda Gun
KRS-ONE
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It's meant to be evidently
When I rock so eloquently
Put the beat on and let me
Kill another wack MC
Gotta teach them, never test me
I practice and study
While they runnin' for the money
But to me they look so funny
You can't test the teacher, the teacher won't reach attack
Through the speaker, you're weak and I'll sit your ass in the back
My lyric, when you hear it, you fear it, you can't get near it
'Cause the spirit, ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir-ir
Your rhymes is wack, like that
Haha, we'll be right back
Just skills, you know we gots to build
Just skills, you know we gots to build
Just skills, come on, get down
Just skills, you know we gots to build
Just skills, come on, get down
I got that rip track, flip that underground rap
When I kick back most of what I'm hearin' be weak
So I speak through beats to the streets as I teach
I impeach through speech each lyric leech I reach
Have a seat in the lecture, nothin' can protect ya
Hard is the texture of the mic-wrecker rockin' your sector
Better than ever, remember I am no beginner
I'd like to shout out Eric Skinner
Just skills, you know we gots to build
Just skills, come on, get down
Just skills, you know we gots to build
Just skills, come on, get down
Yo, we livin' in a world of private jets and limousine
The fruit we eat not sweet from tangerine to nectarine
See everybody livin' in the same routine
We need a telephone and yes, we need a fax machine
You listen to the style a while, I think you know it's me
Now let me educate you with my conscious poetry
Me no want, me no want, me no want, me no want
Me no want no wack rap
Me no want, me no want, me no want, me no want
Me no want no wack rap
Me love, me love, me love, me love, me love it when it's fat
See if you wack rap you ought be steppin' out the back
See MC's 'pon the microphone forgettin' that they black
See hear them kick the lyrics that will hold them people back
But when you hear the teacher KRS from 'pon the track
You bound to see the light and you no want turn back
So listen very closely to the secret sciences
I'm sendin' this one out to all my inner city kids
That two-pound piece of muscle that you have inside your head
Can make you more reliable, it can make you feel dead
Now listen very closely to the way I say this rhyme
There's a thing called the brain and a thing called the mind
But I'm outta time
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
No you can't, 'cause now you 'bout to get done
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
Never had a gun, never had a gun
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
No you can't, 'cause now you 'bout to get done
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
Never had a gun, never had a gun
On the block you just yap a whole lot
'Bout the clothes that you got or the gold that you got
Yo, everybody sees all the friends in your Benz
Yo, it's phat, but they ain't gettin' money like that
Word to my brother Kenny, jealous ones envy
The rich are few while the poor many
But you got gold cuffs and cars and stuff
You eatin' well but still in the ghetto you dwell
You know it's hot, so you make it known about your Glock
For any perpetrator tryin' to blow up your spot
You grab the microphone and talk a good ramble
You the hardcore outlaw criminal vandal
Burnin' MC's like a candle, but you frontin'
You ain't got nothin' with your life you gamble
One day you gamble up snake eyes
Talkin' all that junk about how you don't take dives
You take lives, nobody on the block tries
'Cause you claim you got powerful ties
So at the red light you arrive and to your surprise
You get hemmed up with just two steak knives
You're terrified they took your Benz
And what makes things worse, you ain't got gun to first
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
No you can't, 'cause now you 'bout to get done
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
Never had a gun, never had a gun
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
No you can't, 'cause now you 'bout to get done
Can I tell him that I really never had a gun?
Never had a gun, never had a gun