Come to da Party

[KRS] One, two, three..

[Joe]

Come to da party, come to the dance

Everyone is fightin

So they fired up, up and away

Come to da party, come to the dance

To pull out the vinyl

So they fired up, up and away

[KRS-One]

Yeah, yeah

Hardcore lyric comin at ya they attackin ya

Rappers bite like Dracula the soul of hip-hop

I'm puttin back in ya, with the South Bronx vernacular

Bound to put the crack in your armor, I am much sharper

Than a lot of other mic rockers, slightly eccentric

But everything's authentic, when I said, "I'm hip-hop," I meant it

Emcees wanna debate the issue, but false though

If they studied they would see that they are hip-hop also

Hip-Hop you can't do it, you gots to be it

You can't confine it, you have to free it, so you can see it

As your expression, and learn the lesson, on life in ghetto sections

And what you feel is the forward direction

For black people, not these Star Wars save that for R2-D2

I got five fingers like Bruce Lee do

And with the five fingers I grab microphones and bring the

Stinger to DJ's, rappers, singers and beer drinkers

This MC's a thinker, unlike others but I won't diss yaz

You're still my brothers and sisters, Kris is

ONE aspect of hip-hop rap

Negative rap, positive rap, forget that black it's a trap

To set us back, concentrate on various rap talents

Presently the rap radio format is unbalanced

You either got the player, or the concious rhyme sayer

All day, on your radio, not with a different flavor

Someone has to DIE before you hear a concious record

People don't like gangsta rap, but concious rap, they don't respect it

The truth is people are afraid of black youth

Our expressions, our lessons and gold teeth, so..

[Joe]

Come to da party, come to the dance

Everyone is shoutin

So they fired up, up and away

Come to da party, come to the dance

Everyone is singin

So they fired up, up and away