Grand Concourse Benches

[Intro: KRS-One] KRS…yeah, this is it right here Let me warm up on this Knowledge Reigns Supreme [Chorus: KRS-One] I’m a teacher to my people, they won’t leave me alone With The Alchemist producing Kris, yeah, we in the zone Anytime I’m in the club, it’s like I’m really at home You my family, so disrespect, well, we’ll let you know What you sayin’? “Squeezing this trigger like a silly bully” "Brrrrrrr" [Verse 1: KRS-One] You’re going deep with this brother, he don’t speak like no other He keeps it undercover, only truth he will ever utter The proof he discover, we use it for many others That keep another to discover how they keep from not going under The beat’s like no other, it’s heat like the summer I was raised in the streets too but I wasn’t bein’ a runner I wanted them beats that was butter, so I could toast ‘em while I utter Another club thumper for the summer I tagged KRS-ONE, uh, with rhymes like thunder I propelled myself from right under gutter—what, sir? I’m a wisdom and knowledge lover, a philosophical brother With Alchemist here, I think we got another [Chorus: KRS-One] I’m a teacher to my people, they won’t leave me alone With The Alchemist producing Kris, yeah, we in the zone Anytime I’m in the club, it’s like I’m really at home You my family, so disrespect, well, we’ll let you know This what you bumpin’ right now “Squeezing this trigger like a silly bully” "Brrrrrrr" [Verse 2: KRS-One] I ain’t grow up in a mansion, I grew up in the street, sir I wasn’t trying to be handsome, sexy or sweet, sir I used to hang out ‘round Bleecker By CBGB’s with the air tings with coke and reefer I was houseless, looking for beats to Heat the streets, for eat, money and sneakers Sitting in West 4th eating a pizza I visualized my whole life as The Teacher Hip-hopper, showstopper, Glock cocker Street philosopher, then I met DJ Scott La Rock, and uh We formed Boogie Down Productions in ‘85 Hip-hop culture about to become politicized Yeah, we them guys that see them lies Like Buju said, ‘Seckle with your 45’ It ain’t no horsey ride, we’ve been in the trenches I’m from 149th Street, Grand Concourse Benches You don’t even know what tense is Until rappers are claiming the top spot that KRS-ONE enters (Just like…) I start taking ‘em out like dentures Hittin’ ‘em in their ego, shocking their nerve centers [Chorus: KRS-One] I’m a teacher to my people, they won’t leave me alone With The Alchemist producing Kris, yeah, we in the zone Anytime I’m in the club, it’s like I’m really at home You my family, so disrespect, well, we’ll let you know What you sayin’? “Squeezing this trigger like a silly bully” "Brrrrrrr" [Outro: KRS-One] Knowledge Reigns Supreme [Outro skit]