KRS-One, Joe, Elementary - Come to Da Party lyrics
[KRS-One, Joe, Elementary - Come to Da Party lyrics]
Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is fightin
So they fired up, up and away
Come to da party, come to the dance
To pull out the vinyl
So they fired up, up and away
Yeah, yeah
Hardcore lyric comin at ya they attackin ya
Rappers bite like Dracula the soul of hip-hop
I'm puttin back in ya
With the South Bronx vernacular
Bound to put the crack in your armor
I am much sharper
Than a lot of other mic rockers
Slightly eccentric
But everything's authentic, when I said
"I'm hip-hop" I meant it
Emcees wanna debate the issue
But false though
If they studied they would see
That they are hip-hop also
Hip-Hop you can't do it, you gots to be it
You can't confine it, you have to free it
So you can see it
As your expression, and learn the lesson
On life in ghetto sections
And what you feel is the forward direction
For black people
Not these Star Wars save that for R2-D2
I got five fingers like Bruce Lee do
And with the five fingers I
Grab microphones and bring the
Stinger to DJ's, rappers
Singers and beer drinkers
This MC's a thinker
Unlike others but I won't diss yaz
You're still my brothers and sisters
Kris is oNE aspect of hip-hop rap
Negative rap, positive rap
Forget that black it's a trap
To set us back
Concentrate on various rap talents
Presently the rap radio format is unbalanced
You either got the player
Or the concious rhyme sayer
All day, on your radio
Not with a different flavor
Someone has to DIE before you
Hear a concious record
People don't like gangsta rap
But concious rap, they don't respect it
The truth is people are afraid of black youth
Our expressions, our lessons and gold teeth
So
Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is shoutin
So they fired up, up and away
Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is singin
So they fired up, up and away
Everyone is fightin
So they fired up, up and away
Come to da party, come to the dance
To pull out the vinyl
So they fired up, up and away
Yeah, yeah
Hardcore lyric comin at ya they attackin ya
Rappers bite like Dracula the soul of hip-hop
I'm puttin back in ya
With the South Bronx vernacular
Bound to put the crack in your armor
I am much sharper
Than a lot of other mic rockers
Slightly eccentric
But everything's authentic, when I said
"I'm hip-hop" I meant it
Emcees wanna debate the issue
But false though
If they studied they would see
That they are hip-hop also
Hip-Hop you can't do it, you gots to be it
You can't confine it, you have to free it
So you can see it
As your expression, and learn the lesson
On life in ghetto sections
And what you feel is the forward direction
For black people
Not these Star Wars save that for R2-D2
I got five fingers like Bruce Lee do
And with the five fingers I
Grab microphones and bring the
Stinger to DJ's, rappers
Singers and beer drinkers
This MC's a thinker
Unlike others but I won't diss yaz
You're still my brothers and sisters
Kris is oNE aspect of hip-hop rap
Negative rap, positive rap
Forget that black it's a trap
To set us back
Concentrate on various rap talents
Presently the rap radio format is unbalanced
You either got the player
Or the concious rhyme sayer
All day, on your radio
Not with a different flavor
Someone has to DIE before you
Hear a concious record
People don't like gangsta rap
But concious rap, they don't respect it
The truth is people are afraid of black youth
Our expressions, our lessons and gold teeth
So
Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is shoutin
So they fired up, up and away
Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is singin
So they fired up, up and away