Krs-One

Where shall we land, there?
Which city shall we destroy today?
This one, or that one? This one?
[KRS-One]
Take a look a look around, we last forever
We carry books around, manuals are bound in leather
We rock the center, the only point thats in the circle
We free MCs, what we decree will not desert you
We know what we doin, we wise and we chillin
We calculate against the continued cries of our children
They may be cryin now but they wont be cryin later
We love hip-hop, because WE are its creators
So we, build the Temple, write the books, teach the classes
Create instrumentals, write hooks and rock masses
NONE passes, without studyin this flow
Its all good as long as you know Kris know!
[Chorus: Mad Lion]
While I deal with I, Jah talk to I
When I dem go alike, only de one comply
Whatchu see with de I, look twice toward de I
If you dont unify your children them a gon cry
[KRS-One]
I stand with the rejected, the unsuspected, the unconnected
The neglected the one you, never suspected
It seems you forget hip-hop plays the back
Sayin thats my sound, and thats my sound
And thats my track, and thats my rap
And thats some chorus they did way back, look honey bringin it back
Im actually, Im everywhere at every time
Animating every rhyme and every dare in every mind
KRS is my representative on Earth
Challenge him not, hes been hip-hop since birth
His main objective, is to put hip-hop in perspective
Show pity, and DESTROY these wack cities
[Chorus]
[Mad Lion]
Inna style dem a {?}, yo alla dem a cry
Dey worship slackness and to be under sky
We lead dem to de water but we cyant make dem drink
Pussy to take a sip, cause it gon make you tink
We dont usually {?} shit {?}, yo alla dem a sing
Wisdom wort more den any diamond and gold
People use it and find it like de Dead Sea Scrolls
[KRS] Take dem Lion, take em, take it over!
[Mad Lion]
Cause of dem outer, dem outer, dem outer inter outer inter
Outer inter outer inter out of control
Dey neva find wisdom til dem dead ohhh
Mad Lion make de {?} roll
KRS make up a sea and bulge ya
Of the story of never been told-a
Cause we outer, outer, inter outer outer ese
Out of control, out of control
Im so serious ay (what?)
We don have no time fi play, ay (tell em again)
Some people diss dem {?} hells in this world
But deyll come around one day
[KRS-One]
Yo, yo, only Beezlebub think my voice is aggravatin
Children of light hear my voice and start congregatin
The minds debatin, is he a prophet or is he Satan?
But the tree is only known by its fruit, what am I creating?
What am I stating? Have I stood the test of time?
Or am I fading, or has God blessed my rhyme?
Settle your dissin, you better be listenin, forever we glisten
The metaphysician with a better way, makin a better day daily
[ The I Lyrics ]