MC's Act Like They Don't Know (LP Version)歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : DJ Premier, KRS One
[00:00.00]Intro
[00:00.30]Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
[00:04.64]Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks
[00:10.91]Verse 1
[00:31.24]If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me
[00:34.56]I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony
[00:37.06]But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real
[00:39.05]When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"
[00:42.60]Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995
[00:45.02]Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
[00:47.84]Flow with the master rhymer, that's to leave behind
[00:50.32]The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
[00:53.00]Clapper, down goes another rapper
[00:55.03]Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blas**aster
[00:58.37]Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody
[01:00.94]Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party
[01:03.52]Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty dread
[01:06.05]There once was a story about a man named Jed
[01:08.75]But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead
[01:11.67]Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head
[01:14.32]Word, what go around come around I figure
[01:16.91]Now we got white kids callin' themselves ******
[01:19.51]The tables turned as the crosses burned
[01:22.12]Remember You Must Learn
[01:24.49]About the styles I flip and how wild I get
[01:27.18]I go on like a space age rocket s*ip
[01:29.92]You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player
[01:32.93]But make sure live you is a **** rhyme sayer
[01:35.93]Verse 2
[01:56.91]This is what you waited all year for
[01:59.20]The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for
[02:01.88]Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill
[02:04.15]If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill
[02:07.43]MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines
[02:10.61]Let's battle to see who headlines
[02:12.67]Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show
[02:15.30]Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know
[02:18.20]Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly
[02:20.86]They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly
[02:23.54]It might be the fact that they express wackness
[02:26.16]Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest
[02:28.77]I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and s*it
[02:31.63]Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your style is counterfeit
[02:34.51]Now tone it down a bit
[02:35.84]My title you will never get, I'm too intelligent
[02:38.41]I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic
[02:41.65]When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it
[02:45.42]It split quick from the lyric
[02:47.18]Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it
[02:49.87]Verse 3
[03:10.07]Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must respect him
[03:14.38]Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum
[03:16.48]Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em
[03:19.56]Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em
[03:21.99]Who in their right mind can mimic a style like mine?
[03:24.64]I design rhyme and get mine all the time
[03:26.94]MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'
[03:29.71]When I roll up and rush their crew they start *******'
[03:32.18]I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's
[03:35.00]Believe they could tangle with the likes of these
[03:37.35]Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive
[03:39.90]Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide
[03:42.74]You ****, you lied, I reside like artifacts
[03:46.01]On the wrong side of the tracks, electrified
[03:48.22]Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide
[03:50.46]Hopin' your defence mechanism can divert my heat-seeking lyricism
[03:54.03]As I spark mad iszm
[03:56.07]The 1996 lyrical style's what I give 'em