Boogie Down Productions - Elementary lyrics

KRS-One scott La Rock, Scott La Rock
Scott La Rock, KRS-One
Scott La Rock, Scott La Rock

I hear the same old rhyme, the same old style
The same old runner has ran the mile
See, I don't know exactly what you know
But what I know is that stuff gotta go
Usually, when I pick up the mic
Somethin' ill jumps out my
Mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact, not fiction
I got some fantasy rhymes, but just listen
Everything I write is premeditated
Suckers wanna fake it, I just hate it
Bitin' routines or sayin'
Somethin' kinda weak
My words are comprehended every time I speak
I have spoken, no, I'm not jokin'
Please don't sleep, I hope you are awoken
Stop, try this again


You had enough? Say when
I am the man with the six pack of Heineken
I get tipsy
But never in your life try to dis me
'Cause, I don't battle with rhymes
I battle with guns
Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everyone
If you take the first letter
Of what I just sung
You spell my name, KRS-One it's elementary

KRS-One scott LaRock
KRS-One scott LaRock
Elementary kRS-One
Scott LaRock kRS-One
Scott LaRock

DJ Scott LaRock and I, KRS One
A mother's first son, and no, we'll never run
From complex situations like you T-O-Y-S's
Always talkin' junk, yet in jail
You're rockin' dresses
I have a ride for the purpose of joy
Unlike any ordinary Bronx b-boy
I will volunteer my services
And launch an attack
On you fake educators with your yakety yak
This is a fact
The teacher is here now in the flesh
Consistently hounded by you MC pests
If you really wanna learn from me
Don't waste time in burnin' me
'Cause ignorance and inexperience does
Not concern me i will emphasize so you will
Realize and come alive
Never close your eyes
Never sleep or you might take a dive
Many people hate me, many people love me
Some are far below me and you
Know there's some above me
But this, my hypothesis
To conclude the story
All you fake MC's on a mission, you bore me
I'm the Blastmaster, KRS on the mic
Watchin' all these females rock
Their pants too tight
'Cause there's no other creative
Composition on display
To give a full analysis and rock this way
You will pay, eventually, you all will decay
While the DJ Scott LaRock
Will continue to play
Cuttin' records, drivin' cars
And you'll know who we are
Make a mix just for kicks and
You'll be on our tip
And, oh yes, there's a highlight to the show
Of course
You hear DJ Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)

Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock (Go off, go off)
Scott La Rock, La Rock, La Rock, Rock
(Go off, go off)

Boogie Down Productions
No reduction to it's title
If you have a headache, toys
Go and take a Midol
We have arrived for the purpose of enjoyment
You have arrived to make up for unemployment
You're on it only 'cause I learned
Just how to flaunt it
I breathed a rhyme upon you like a
Sickness and you caught it quick
Get off the tip, trick, you must be sick
Like a doctor, here's my bill
I wrote it out with a Bic
Signed my name upon the bottle 'cause
You know I just rocked 'em
But gettin' into battles really
Isn't my thing
You're probably thinkin' these are the
Rhymes for the century
But please, don't mention me
It's only elementary

KRS-One scott La, Scott, Scott La Rock
KRS-One scott La, Scott, Scott La Rock
Elementary kRS-One
Scott La, Scott, Scott, Scott La Rock
KRS-One
Scott La, Scott La, Scott La, Scott La Rock
It's elementary kRS-One
Scott La, Scott, Scott, Scott La Rock
KRS-One
Scott La, Scott La, Scott La, Scott La Rock
KRS-One
Scott La, Scott, Scott, Scott La Rock
KRS-One
Scott La, Scott La, Scott, Scott La Rock
KRS-One
Scott La, Scott La, Scott La, Scott La Rock