I bust gat heat, right here at Fat Beatz
My man Ice T, that is that heat
We here in LA chillin', KRS always willin'
Rhymes keep spillin'
I'm off the top, like what, the sun
My name is KRS-One, these stars
You don't see none
When I come out, you see all the day
These other whack rappers, we blow 'em away
Why? 'Cause they don't understand my cycle
I go from tape, CD, back to vinyl
Shh, you cats ain't ready
I take it back to RockSteady and
Give you a classic medley
Me? I'm not B-E T or M T-V, I'm H-IP H-O-P

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