yo what s goin on mr magic you know what happened he slipped on us he die pumpin kiss fm we rock to my man dj red alert we chillin yo man yo do heard about man this shit about this kid wearin the ah jheri curls man word up he was slippin yo dough word up word up he had a yellow coat on but no description was given now what you just heard people was a little kickin but let me tell you this while the clock is still tickin this is the warning known as the caution do not attempt to dis cause you ll soften just like a pillow or better yet a mattress you can t match this style or attack this while i m telling you write on schedule fuck with k r s and i ll bury you deep in the dirt or sand with a shovel no fight no scurry or scuffle just muffle total domination on stage kris is the name 22 is the age those that wanna battle i know who you are you got a little gold you drive a little car you come into the place with that look on your face before you ran the mile you lost the race so assume you re doomed when you step in the room i ll be the witch and you ll be the broom i ll ride you guide you into the concrete i ll slide you to a funky beat so what do we have here a sucka in fear i snatched your heart put it way up on the chart at ten you re fucked at nine you suck at eight you re a sucker at seven a mothafucka at six you re slapped at five you re just wacked at four you re lost at three you re just soft at two you re an ass at one you re a dick but before you slip i ll whip cuz homeboy ya slippin i understand that music calms the savage beast but keep in mind that i compose my music piece by piece first a bass a snare a little cut over there i add my name k r s and the shit becomes fresh i ask moe and icu for their thoughts lay it down at power play all the suckas are taught one again the tactics of original arts we re gettin paid to the end cuz we were down from the start we re known as boogie down productions ain t no b boy stance guaranteed to make ya dance if you give us a chance we re goin off and of course all ya suckas are lost you wanna hear a fresh rhyme you ve come to the source because i m the type of guy who s not put up on a pedestal run my rhyme on time and on schedule one after another another to the next can t rhyme when you re tense or your muscles won t flex check your larynx it may get lower havin sex or may get higher when bustin as a liar these are the things i teach so be taught to me you re kinda short how many battles have you fought if you come up with a number notebook or list it just doesn t matter you can still get dissed i m bringin back that ol new york rap that gets you jacked while your hands still clap it s funny just dissin you i can make money but no one s tippin my message is simple ya slippin  you know what i m sayin to my brother krs 1 you re large i m sayin large everytime man large they re slippin e n o s r k when you go through other albums you re sure to say goddamn they all seem to sound alike till you hear the crew standin over in the light showing glowing on the top growing the keep flowing and flowing and just flowing just like a river or better yet a stream i m proud to be down with the winning team so don t ever in your life even think about a arguement cuz you ll get walked on like carpet we ll pick you up and dust you off stamp bdp on your head and you re off but you would even change that to say instead i m down cuz i got a bdp on my head so just before you inherit that ass kicking i suggest you wake right up cuz ya slippin he s slippin too slippin and everytime they dis ya he s slippin slippin 
['bronx hip hop', 'conscious hip hop', 'east coast hip hop', 'electro', 'gangster rap', 'golden age hip hop', 'hardcore hip hop', 'hip hop', 'old school hip hop', 'rap', 'turntablism']