Gimme Dat woy Lyrics by Boogie Down Productions

Gimme Dat woy Lyrics

    [krs-one]
    Right, right! (woy)
    Bring it (woy)
    Bdp (woy)
    Bdp (woy)
    Bdp (woy)
    Now smooth it out (woy, woy)
    (woy)
    (woy)
    (woy)
    Alright, here we go (woy, woy)

    Hi, hello, whassup, and what's happenin?
    I am known as the teacher in rappin
    Some need slappin, cause what they're sayin
    Is wack and weak and - wait, let me speak (woy)
    Don't be the sucker comin into my face with that (woy)
    Yang-yang, or you'll be down with the chain gang (woy)
    Draggin your feet, to a beat produced by bdp (woy)
    One of the many, from the library (woy)
    I teach hip-hop for a living
    So here's a smidgen, of what i'm givin
    Krs-one two three four, encore
    I'm not a freshman, sophomore, and further more (woy)
    I graduated from the school of no shorts
    To the world of rappin i brought
    "that's it, that's all, single, no more, no less"
    That style was created by dj krs (woy)
    Offbeat got you out your seat (woy)
    When i created the style, they studied every single week (woy)
    Now you come in my face like you're rulin? (woy)
    But i'm teacher boy, who you foolin!
    See there's no defense against common sense
    Confidence, intelligence or excellence
    Intense, but here's the difference
    Krs-one does not mean ignorance
    Try obediance, magnificence
    As a reference, stop the violence
    Criminal minded, poetry, and jimmy hats
    Is that your title? gimme dat! (woy)

    (woy)
    (woy)
    (woy)
    Now let's take it back a little bit (woy, woy)

    (woy)
    (woy)
    You can't test bdp boy (woy)
    So bust this down (woy, woy)

    While i got your attention i feel like just
    Lettin off two or three lyric then steppin
    Jettin, gettin the respect of a teacher
    My name is kris, 23, glad to meet ya
    Bdp +is+ the number one set
    I don't drop science, i teach it, correct!
    Some get caught in my style like a net
    They can't get out, so i treat em like a pet
    Sit boy, down boy, don't bite me yet
    I bet you're kind of hungry, here's a calcan, step
    Cause i've got no time to hold your hand
    I just slam, so you can understand who i am (woy)
    The teacher, professor, scholar makin dollars (woy)
    The trainer, entertainer, makin ya holla (woy)
    The numero uno, number one, the best perfectionist (woy)
    Crazy, fresh krs (woy, woy)
    So gimme dat!

    (woy)
    (woy)
    (woy)
    Now take it on back (woy, woy)

    Original.. original.. original.. hit it!

    (woy)
    (woy)
    (woy)
    Original.. ah one two three, we out! (woy, woy)

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