When the Moon... (Aquarius)

{*applause and shouting*}

[KRS-One]

Yeah, YEAHHH, yeah... word

For my next number I'd like to bring up a young lady named Courtney Terry

And uh, my name is KRS-One

It's gonna go like this

[Chorus: Courtney Terry]

When the moon is filled with those that died

And you prefer the style of KRS-One

MC's around the planet

Has loved the styles you brung - hit 'em dunn

[KRS speaking over Chorus]

Feel this, feel it

C'mon! Now get your hands up

Uh, uh, uh, c'mon, c'mon

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah

[KRS-One]

Open up the door let me come in the place

Before you recognize the raw yo it's right in your face

Just a little taste, yo I'm kind of nuts like Planters

Behave and your save your money cause this album is bananas

I'm flashin just a little style, for a LITTLE while

Been flowin like the Nile from when you was just a child

Now it's '98, and I will NOT hesitate

You be floatin in the lake, you not no heavyweight

You're lightweight, I devestate, on a equal basis

No I'm not a racist but no race could really face this

I hate this - no I don't; you face Kris - no you won't

You know you broke, cause what you wrote, ain't really dope

Like a billygoat, I'll ram your set like BLAOW~!

Who CARES how you like me now, you underground

Boogie Down, let me make one thing clear

BX baby, this is our year

Try here and die here it's too fly here

As I drew my spear near, think what to do my dear

I'm new and clear, my clarity's amazin

Still blazin, play the low on occasion

[Chorus]

[KRS speaking over Chorus]

You know the deal!!

Yeah, c'mon!

Uhh... c'mon, c'mon!

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yo, yo

[KRS-One]

I'm small and not bigger, drink water not liquor

So I smart outquick ya lyric makin move like a ninja

I'm all up in ya like blood

My whole style is devestatin you're renovatin like HUD, what?

You'd expect when I'm on the set don't forget

I'm givin and catchin wreck, you still ain't ready yet

Better yet when I connect ALL Y'ALL HIT THE DECK

Heck, you might as well sign over that publishin check

You ain't worthy, my style is ugly and dirty

If you ain't close to 30 you really haven't heard me

But don't worry, hurry into clubs I get wit 'em

Got styles for the 80's 90's and the new millenium

Only sucker MC's be like "KRIS DOESN'T SHIT WIT 'EM"

Cause they can't get with him, only the best sit with him

Cops don't be friskin him, gangs be enlistin him

Nations be missin him, you really think you dissin him?!

[Chorus]

[KRS speaking over Chorus]

Courtney tell 'em, c'mon!

Showbiz represent

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yo, yo, yeah, c'mon, c'mon

[KRS-One]

Straight to your mental it's the style of the Temple

Worldwide representin the microphone and the pencil

Like BROOKLYN BROOKLYN be always funky fresh

Dope hooks and dope rhymes, that's always KRS

Their words can't hit me, they dogs can't sic me

Their knives can't stick me, it's GOD~! Think quickly

For those that have picked me and picked me cause I'm witty

I thank you; others, I simply outrank you

You make me laugh B - battle? Don't gas me

You should ask me to make your style more crafty

Rockin for decades a hip-hop and reggae medley

Always right when I write like Betty

Boop, together with a ready loop, and many troops

Kickin better letters with extras like veggie soup

Smashin any group or solo

You better go yo, my style is def, your style is so-so

[Chorus]

[KRS speaking over Chorus]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, c'mon!

UHHH, KRS-ONE!

Yeah, yeah, and

Uh-huh, yo, yeah, yo, now get your hands up~!

Showbiz - now get your hands up!

KRS - now get your hands up!

Courtney Terry - now get your hands up!

Yo yo - now get your...