Real Hip-hop - Part Ii Lyrics by Krs-one

Real Hip-hop - Part Ii Lyrics

    [krs-one]
    Hah! they not ready, uhh uhh
    Set it off, south bronx
    Set it off, uhh, check it

    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, is over there
    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, is over there

    It's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo
    Steppin out the limo, krs-one, gettin in you
    From the get-go kiddo throw em out the window
    Flip em like a nickel
    Peep the hottest single
    He'll sink them like the s.s. minnow
    That same kid that rocks the benz rocks the pinto
    Watch my signal, i rock the rap game like nintendo
    Hey diddle, diddle, get played now like a fiddle
    I watch you wiggle, in front of the audience that was fickle
    Now you can't make a nickle, the sour pickle you are
    Krs-one, ninety-seven superstar
    I got one thing to say and let me make this clear
    Everywhere, now throw your hands in the air

    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, is over there
    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air!

    [mic vandalz]
    Yo, been rockin rooftops, knahmsayin?
    Internat', yaknahmsayin?
    Krs, vandalizin, yaknahmsayin? with the mic vandalz
    Boogie down, uptown, yaknahmsayin?
    It's dope, check it out

    [krs-one]
    When i ain't doin a show, or bringin all the money in
    Or at the studio, or home studyin
    I'm checkin out funkmaster flex on cassette
    As he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects
    Huff now that's the blastmaster connects, the larynx
    To a high-tech mic set, you get what you get
    Tech and sway, index of singles is complex
    On technics sets, he wrecks, collects a fee next
    While you rejects practice, suffix and prefix
    Hip-hop i reads it, and mark your album incompleted
    I seen it, saw it, back in eighty-five
    Platinum rappers yo that can't rock live
    Their mental facilities, lack the ability
    For lyric agility -- battle? you're killin me

    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, is over there
    The real hip-hop, is over here
    The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air!
    The real hip-hop, is over there
    The real hip-hop, is it over here?
    The real hip-hop, yo it's over there
    The real hip.. now throw your hands in the air!

    [mic vandalz]
    Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)
    Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)
    Throw your hands in the air (get loose now)

    Aiyyo i'm breakin, in this rap thing, i've been waitin
    Ready for the world, rude like awakening
    Homo sapien, ? ? rock every stadium
    Scholars and players, here to las vegas
    Embrace the papers, land of money makers
    Brothers hate us cause the brothers ain't us

    Yo yo, from coast to coast i'ma overdose you and bdp you
    And kris-kross your mind, wouldn't wanna be you
    A uptown thing, world premier
    Throw your hands in the air baby it's on
    How many mc's wanna get they rep torn?
    From joe to cage and mics in my juvenile days, i abuse
    The mic get lifted, the crowd gets amused

    I got next.. you lose!

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