Black Entertainment : THE RACIST HOUSE N WRD HOMELESS

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    BLACK MAN IN EFFECT

     
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    LICK A SHOT




    JESUS CHRIST JESUS CHIRST JESUS CHRIST WAS

    BLACK

    READ AND STUDY AND KNOW THYSELF

    CAUSE THIS HERE IS A

    FACT!

    ASE
     
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    WE DEM TEACHA'S

     
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    rappers r n dainja








    Blastmaster Kris I don't talk ish
    Expand your conciousness and dismiss foolishness
    No one is new to this or new to Kris
    In hip-hop's atomic structure, I am the nucleus
    That is the center of the group we/us
    they/them/you, every squad every massive every crew
    Dental floss is lost when a true rapper jumps off
    The cash is incidental but not mental distract you off course
    The style that I am kickin is like chicken
    It will be bitten, rewritten, then performed for a $25 admission
    Reviewed in The Source
    You will listen then find somethin missin of course... it's skills
    That's what you're fishin for, it's lost
    I'm gettin too explicit, the track jingles
    I won't do a wack album then remix it for my single
    Kickin rhymes til I wrinkle, and my brown eyes twinkle
    God called hip-hop for the nine-cinco

    Verse Two:

    Tasty like a souflee french croisant on Tuesday
    Rappers be boo-tay
    Goo-fy that's how they crew stay
    Bitin whatever you say to boost they ego
    We know the steelo, your whole character is foul
    Makes me want to shoot a free throw, BLAOWW
    From the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low
    Wherever all the dope **** go, there's where my **** go
    Bee-dee-bee-bo, skank, I think
    Self with ya groups everyone else and the bank
    Others like to bring the shottie to the party
    I bring knowledge of self, you cure the mind, you cure the body
    Some rappers like to come to the party, hopin to leave with somebody
    check, I come with skills and I leave with your ************ respect
    Ahh yeah... so check, UH!

    Verse Three:

    New types of verbal hip-hop I bring
    When you know you can sing BOY you know you can sing
    I do not clutter up the airwaves, with stacks of useless facts
    MC's trying to be macks, but acts like ignorant blacks
    Freak that, I'll snap your back as it cracks
    you will experience, loss or lack of balance
    Stop the violence, fry from week to week like an allowance
    All of you are cowards hiding behind the mask of MC
    I remember, thinkin back to eighty-three
    No video, no you had to be a real live MC
    Now you younguns grow up buggin, any new jock you're huggin
    weak production, let me tell you somethin
    Any MC can battle for glory
    But to kick a dope rhyme to wake up your people's another story
    Act like you never saw me
    Cause when it comes to lyrics, I'm in a different category
     
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    HOT








    Yeah
    Who will be standing when the smoke clears?

    (KRS-One) --> Redman

    Word up!
    What's up with this?
    We're coming through
    Boogie Down style, kid
    What's up
    This is KRS-One
    The light at the end of the tunnel

    Yo, they not HOT, all they do is talk a lot
    That's not HOT, where's your respect on the block?
    That's HOT, not cause you're friends with the cops
    That's not HOT, a real MC you're not
    I'm HOT, been hot, repeatedly heated
    Don't call the teacher, hah, you best be seated
    You got these kids gased up like you own the inventory
    Fake muthafuckas ain't tellin the whole story
    Tell em how you borrow from everyone you knew
    And now that you're on top, they can't borrow from you
    That's not hot, tell em how you love bein pop
    Cause you was so broke before, sleepin cold on a cot
    You don't rock, you grab money
    Your crocks rock the spot and you grab them honeys
    It's about to get ugly
    I don't even go to these bull**** kiddie-*** clubs
    You wanna be a thug? Let's thug
    First of all, soldiers speak to soldiers
    Captains speak to captains
    Lieutenant/lieutenant, cool?
    But your first mistake is: he's steppin to me, rookie
    Like you a O.G. and you just a RUNNER, fool
    Who really got these streets on lock?
    Whose name really holds high respect on the block?
    Who opened up these clubs and taught you how to mix?
    Who opened up these thugs from Compton to the Bricks?
    I don't even sound like the rest of you kiddies
    I study the ways of God, you studyin titties
    And ***, I pity your class
    Cause you come out with a blast
    But you're trash, so you really don't last

    They not HOT, all they do is talk a lot
    That's not HOT, where's your respect on the block?
    That's HOT, not cause you're friends with the cops
    That's not HOT, a real MC you're not
    They not HOT, all they do is talk a lot
    That's not HOT, where's your respect on the block?
    That's HOT, not cause you're friends with the cops
    That's not HOT, a real MC you're not
    This is hotter than heat, too deep, I'm on top of the streets
    You weak, you ain't really rockin these beats
    You ?????, you dress straight, eat straight
    But you're a slave, and yo, you can't come up in a heat tank
    G-o-d we thank, we watch what we sell
    You better hope these Christians are wrong cause you goin to hell
    Think about that when you're spittin your raps
    And you call out KRS, I'll put you flat on your back
    You're not HOT, all you do is talk a lot
    That's not HOT, where's your respect on the block?
    That's HOT, not cause you're friends with the cops
    That's not HOT, a real MC you're not
    What's HOT?
    (KRS-One)
    That's HOT!
    What's HOT?
    (KRS-One)
    That's HOT!
    Who's HOT?
    (KRS-One)
    That's HOT!
    Where's your respect on the block?
    [ *scratching of* ]
    (KRS-One need to be runnin for office
    So Butta-Pican Rican, tell em to get off it)
     
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