KRS-One - Bling Blung lyrics
[KRS-One - Bling Blung lyrics]
Bling Blung kRS-One
Yeah, Word Up yeah
Yo
Bling blung, bling blung
First you see the bling
Then you feel the blung
This is the way that the world is run
Can't you tell bling blung rock the bells
Move along, move along, along
This is a newa song kRS-One the supa strong
Move along before you lose your tongue
Before you lose ya lung be sure MCs get done
Detour or move along we teach the young
How many young men hung so
We could sing a song?
You need to move along, along, along
The string of injustice stung those that
Bling cause now they blung
Materialism stings and now they stung
You need to move along
Life is like ding, dong, ying, yang
Bing, bang, ping, pong, or ping, pong
Any lyrical battle we won
Yes, this a master flow, this how life go on
First you got it then your gone
So don't get stung
Cause after the bling it's blung
No material thing stays with you long
Move along, along, we can't get stung
We the one
My melanin stuns right up in the sun
I go and I come, don't mind me son
I'm just a teacher
Them cats should't try me son
I'm that lively one
I roll with them grimey ones at the Temple
(of Hip Hop) you can find me son
What I bring and sing reflects what I brung
I be rolling, aling off the tongue
You can check them other ones
Maybe them younger ones
But I be that I witness
Just like Connie Chung some burn the paper
Some burn the bong i'm burning rappers
I think you need to move along!
Move along you little singers
Never linger round a rhyme bringer
These rap blingers
I break you off a middle finger
Bell ringa, in your mind a dong dinga
Yo, that's what's wrong with these singas
When they sing all they bring is bling
THEY DUMMIES
But after the bling aling, aling is blung
Post bling is blung a new ting son
I'm rockin these bells like ding dong
As you can see I got no rings on
Cause it got nothing to
With what springs song so ding dong
Open the door to freedom
Any of my books you should
Read dum and be strong
Or else you need to move along, along, along
Your lyrics are cow dung
There use to be a TV talent show with a gong
And when the gong gonged you were gone
Yes I am the lyrical Don beats for art um
But I am unattched to all of thum
The message of the song is bling blung
Don't get caught up in watcha bought up
Be Strong
Yeah, Word Up yeah
Yo
Bling blung, bling blung
First you see the bling
Then you feel the blung
This is the way that the world is run
Can't you tell bling blung rock the bells
Move along, move along, along
This is a newa song kRS-One the supa strong
Move along before you lose your tongue
Before you lose ya lung be sure MCs get done
Detour or move along we teach the young
How many young men hung so
We could sing a song?
You need to move along, along, along
The string of injustice stung those that
Bling cause now they blung
Materialism stings and now they stung
You need to move along
Life is like ding, dong, ying, yang
Bing, bang, ping, pong, or ping, pong
Any lyrical battle we won
Yes, this a master flow, this how life go on
First you got it then your gone
So don't get stung
Cause after the bling it's blung
No material thing stays with you long
Move along, along, we can't get stung
We the one
My melanin stuns right up in the sun
I go and I come, don't mind me son
I'm just a teacher
Them cats should't try me son
I'm that lively one
I roll with them grimey ones at the Temple
(of Hip Hop) you can find me son
What I bring and sing reflects what I brung
I be rolling, aling off the tongue
You can check them other ones
Maybe them younger ones
But I be that I witness
Just like Connie Chung some burn the paper
Some burn the bong i'm burning rappers
I think you need to move along!
Move along you little singers
Never linger round a rhyme bringer
These rap blingers
I break you off a middle finger
Bell ringa, in your mind a dong dinga
Yo, that's what's wrong with these singas
When they sing all they bring is bling
THEY DUMMIES
But after the bling aling, aling is blung
Post bling is blung a new ting son
I'm rockin these bells like ding dong
As you can see I got no rings on
Cause it got nothing to
With what springs song so ding dong
Open the door to freedom
Any of my books you should
Read dum and be strong
Or else you need to move along, along, along
Your lyrics are cow dung
There use to be a TV talent show with a gong
And when the gong gonged you were gone
Yes I am the lyrical Don beats for art um
But I am unattched to all of thum
The message of the song is bling blung
Don't get caught up in watcha bought up
Be Strong