Let 'Em Have It

[KRS-One]

What, yeah

Shoutout Minister Server

Word up Super J

My man Byron is goin off

Marlowe, Inebriated Beats, word

Uhh, you know what this is, word up

[Hook]

Who be rockin it constantly? (KRS)

Who be droppin philosophy? (KRS)

For the real it got to be (KRS)

Them niggas ain't stoppin me (KRS)

Whack rappers they got to go (let 'em have it)

So they front on that microphone (let 'em have it)

[KRS-One]

I be comin in all wild with raw styles

Goin that long mile, makin 'em all smile

Make it happen, MC'n no rappin, believe me I'm strappin

YOu see me I'm slappin, believe me you deceive me

It can greasy, I'm cappin, bring the action, ADD the clips

Start subtractin, multiply them shots, you a fraction

Raise up, blaze up, get made up

You wanna bug out you'll get, sprayed up - NOW~!

(Bo bo bo bo... yeah!)

[Hook]

[KRS-One]

It's the Temple, expandin your mental

Inebriated instrumentals believe me nothin defends you

When I spit, rappers be runnin out really quick

They come with that silly shit, but them not really it

Kris is it, them an idiot, if it wasn't for radio programmin

You wouldn't be feelin it, or willin it

Original, metaphysical, meta-lyrical

Forever spiritual, really man, I ain't feelin you

(Yeah! Yeah! Whattup?)

[Hook]

[KRS-One]

I'm somethin like a phe-nom-enon, fast like ramadan

You can never tell what style I'm on

Wise like Solomon, unlike any udda mon

If you lookin for that bling bling, go check dat udda mon

What I utter mon be butter mon, straight from the gutter mon

Boxcutter in one hand, buck in the other one

Lyric I got a ton of 'em, gunnin 'em, not frontin 'em

Back again, it's KRS-One and them, OHH~!

(Woooo! ... So)

[Hook]

[Outro: KRS-One]

Feel it (let 'em have it)

So they front on the microphone (let 'em have it)

Y'all better catch up! Ha ha

Y'all better catch up! Word up