I Ain't Leavin'

[Verse 1: KRS-One]

In the hearts of the people you could see my face

Cause at any club they know how I leave the place

(How you leavin' em?) Sweaty yet ready reaching higher for more

My purpose is to inspire the poor

So I fire it raw, the others be out for fame

Yet Knowledge Reigns Supreme, that's a household name

(They is hot!) I doubt they gain

I'm true school like Kurtis, I'll blow out they flame (and they know it!)

They may say the crown, they can hold it

But when I'm in the spot, they dare not show it

Cause they're not poets, exactly that

All they rap for is lust and them platinum plaques

KRS comes after that

This that masterful emcee, I'm from a blast masterful cat

Holding a class in the back

It's obviously I mastered rap, I'm blasting 'em back

[Hook: Triune]

I live for the love of the game

I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain

Nineteen years strong been touching their brains

I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin'

[Verse 2: KRS-One]

My whole life is different, high school I skipped it

Right around fifteen I knew that I was gifted

Self-taught home school specific

Simplistic, my characteristic holistic, a mystic

Everything to me is encrypted

Imbued with the same wind energy that be flowing from my spirit

Those that have ears to hear, hear it

There's no excuse if there's a free library and you don't go near it

Me I seek the truth, others they fear it

They living in the mansions, I'm living in the spirit

That negativity, I will clear it

That productivity, I will share it with all who will hear it

You see now that I exist and can never be told

That hip-hop was about silver and gold

With the mic I hold or held

I try to elevate beyond whatever soul or cell

Yo I sound odd but you know about that camel

That needle the rich man in the kingdom of God

Bring the real, many bring the façade

Them bells in your head, yeah I'm ringing them hard

[Hook: Triune]

I live for the love of the game

I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain

Nineteen years strong been touching their brains

I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin'

[Verse 3: Propaganda]

Operation defacement, face it

Perfect word placement chase it, wait

Catch one incident of intimate images and word

Get comfortable, a ton of bull is held at bay

Keep your ear to the street, peep footsoldier and I told you

When mixtape hit the street, it's curb and concrete

Beat beast, heat feast, don't speak, hold heat

Holy though he better let it

Better get it offer I'm taking position

Young listen

Nice as five high-speed chase to ditch cases

Cali give it three strikes, I might give you four

Bars to get it right, I check the mic in the floor

You ain't bold enough to hold enough

Flow ain't cold enough

Fool I sho nuff showed up to blow that show up

Shoulderin' a brain quicker than DSL modems

When I touch down, I raid your town

[Hook: Triune]

I live for the love of the game

I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain

Nineteen years strong been touching their brains

I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin'