Paroles Real hip-hop - part ii KRS-One

Real hip-hop - part ii

[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

Its a demo, its a demo, its a demo, its 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
Hell 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 cant 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?
Its dope, check it out

[krs-one]
When I aint doin a show, or bringin all the money in
Or at the studio, or home studyin
Im checkin out funkmaster flex on cassette
As he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects
Huff now thats 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 cant rock live
Their mental facilities, lack the ability
For lyric agility -- battle? youre 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 its 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 Im breakin, in this rap thing, Ive 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 aint us

Yo yo, from coast to coast ima overdose you and bdp you
And kris-kross your mind, wouldnt wanna be you
A uptown thing, world premier
Throw your hands in the air baby its on
How many mcs 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!