KRS-One, April Williams - The Lessin lyrics

Yeah uh huh underground, never stop y'all
Underground, KP y'all c'mon!

Ain't no stoppin what we done
Don't give up this fight is won
There's no way they can hold us down
Cause with power and strength we
Gonna take it now
Take that stand realize the truth
Knowledge intellect bringin minds anew
There's no way they can hold us down
Cause with power and strength we
Gonna save you now

Uh huh yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh huh tell them again, tell them again!
Uhh get 'em up now, word
Just get it up now, uh huh
All of the massive!

B, R, O, N, X


See these cars, see these checks, intellect
See these thugs, ain't no sweat, intellect
A thousand miles, how do you do it? One step
Now check out this flow, they wanna be down
But they cain't
Original +Criminal Minded+ flow
They just ain't ready for the real
Ready to peel off the paint
Your style is fake
The teacher returns to debate
You the best? That's bull, you questionable
Highly flexible, wasn't you sexual?
Now you hardcore? You need to see God more
I sit on the faculty you, you sophomore

Uhh, get 'em up yeah, get 'em up uhh
Yeah, uhh, that's right
That's right uh huh, tell 'em again
It go get 'em up yeah, that's right, uh huh
Uh huh another Kenny Parker exclusive!

Time to get it, now you did it
Tryin to spit it you don't fit it, ask the
Critics, already did it
Skipped the gimmicks
I don't mimic, metaphysics, you'll admit it
Better to live it better to give it
So I spit it every minute so you get it
My lyric is wicked an' full of culture y'all
Huh? Battle, nah - get back in your car
Either you never heard of me or
You really wanna get with me
But as your teacher let me test
You for a learning disability
You feeling me? Cause you can't
Get it through your head
This is, sui-CIDE! You're better off dead
Let me not amp you up
Cause this style you can't do what
My stomach can take it and your
Stomach it'll cramp you up
This is, breath control
Breath control stylee
I get up all in that ass that heinie try me
Back in the days you woulda had sorrow
Try the teacher today
And you won't see tomorrow cause


Uhh, we get 'em up
Uhh, that's right, get 'em up
Yeah, uh huh, get 'em up
Yeah, ONE MORE TIME NOW!
Uhh, that's right, get 'em up
Uh huh, uh huh, get 'em up I HEAR YOU
Uh huh, I HEAR YOU, WORD UP! LOOK AT THIS!

Like a piss on the streets I exist
Not the meat but the fish
Complete the feat when I'm speakin
The heat into this witness Kris rippin this
Don't trip on this
Skip ahead if you're ready
My show medley is deadly
I'm about a hundred million mic years away
These players I don't hate
But I'm not here to play
I hit it all day, all night, all afternoon
Rock all mics from the days of sassoon
Where the hell was you? On
The corner with rats when we was at the LQ
Lockin it down and that was that
Divine speaker, mind keeper, time teacher
Time leader
I'll be sittin in the club by the speaker
Waitin for you rappers to choke
Up then I eat ya
Like some prehistoric winged creature, AHHH!
On your neck
Like the American eagle facin East and West
I be the best, Blastmaster KRS cause

We get 'em up uhh, yo, we get 'em up
Like, YEAH, I SEE IT OVER THERE
I see it over there
It's yeah it's over here!
Uhh! Uhh, one more time we get it up
Yeah, yeah, we get it
Uhh, uhh, IT'S OVER HERE NOW!
It's over here now! uhh!

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