Jinz Moss, MK-1, KRS-One - Notes lyrics

Who's this the putrid nuclear puke mucus
Stewing a huge brew polluted but who's lucid
Abusive but use music get
Booted if you stupid, a pube in a huge puke
Pit wounded by heughed cupid
Bruising with skewed uses
Attuned but the truth's fruitless …What
You ain't fucking with my inner
Strength let alone my wordplay
When my heart beats it causes
Sonic booms and earthquakes
Your words stay worthless
My words taste turdless
Words break barriers, words cause murders
Words make characters, words teach learners
Words mean everything and words mean nothing
Words can be hate filled, words be loving
Words are the tools that we use in this trade
On my last tape I infused them with hate
Now I've calmed down a little bit
I'm truthfully tame
But I'm still walking round with
This puke in my brain
The flow's broken but potent
Opponents hold the components
Of homos phoning for boners
You're a joke broken and boneless
You sold your soul and emotions
The foe utopias told us
Stay growing choking unchosen
My flow bestowed in an omen
My home like Rome to the Romans
The zone is frozen and hopeless
Still I hope that everything I've
Worked for works out
Stations ain't playing me I'm
Jumping over turnstiles
Enemy of the state look at
The sate of my enemies
They afraid of their fate friends
Will hate me eventually
Say safe to my face they
Ain't preying to better me
They be scraping for pay
Portraying faces of jealousy
I was paving the way
Sacred aching incessantly
While you stayed in the bay
Taking caine for a memory
…taking caine for a memory
Life's like banging whores skin back
You never know what you're gonna
Get when you hit that
Sit back spliff chat six pack
Fit slags jinz dat
Boy with the muddy tongue preach no practice
Cuts mK-1 KRS-One
This is what Hip Hop is
It’s everyday life, it’s your character
What you think of yourself
Changes your reality

Fuck it he's a funny cunt Nemo's address
Lost in a muddy slum seen on Sax 5th
Punching a dutty slut he's on crack shit
…he's on crack shit
And I don't know who I am any more I'm
Just trapped in the prison of this lyricism
Kissing a forbidden written living but
I'm sick of living
Livid cause I'm crippled in
It he's so fucking
Hypocrites spitting like he didn't sniff it
I just speak from the perspective of a man
Who escaped everything that he was hexed with
I just speak from the perspective of a man
Who escaped everything that he
Was hexed with
Pay knowledge ain't fake cause the pay's
Honest your brain's a safe wallet
I hate but stay modest the
Games a snake forest
Venomous intentions float through
The forecourts corporate the core's raw
Morbid and immortal, falling ain't
A short fall, mauling at the morsels
More fool the victims rubies are
Roofies ruthless the riches
Pursue this Anubis will puke
On your wish list
Sing sing, sing for ya cash flow
Ya bling bling you lost all your back bone
Ya win sin so you sold him ya damn soul
Traded your heart for the
Dark in the mangroves… outro Cuts
MK-1 KRS-One
I learnt on my spiritual journey
What you think of yourself
Changes your reality
Don’t allow someone to tell you to catch 100
Fish when you’re doing good with two