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Turn The Volume Up
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KRS-One
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Class in session now Most can't take it but Imma spit it anyhow Young 'uns getting money, it's funny they think they're ready now Old folks gossip and bickering sounding petty now This is why the universe threw this verse it has sent me now Just to let you know if you spit that flow keep it steady now Do not be distracted by this one, that one, or other sounds You can talk that hate but it's better to spread that love around This is just that wisdom I give to those that's listening Yeah I keep it gangster but consciousness Imma mix it in This is KRS let me warn you I'm not the normal I'm that part of hip hop that edutains and informs you You can talk that murder, that mayhem but lеt me warn you I know the game, you rеap what you speak that's how they caught you Take a minute and listen to the flow that supports you When I spit it, your spirit it rises like it ought to So turn the volume up The devil's time is up Turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up Up, up, up, up I am the primitive, native, indigenous, savage Aboriginal, KRS-One is not the average Barbarian, heathen, and pagan Burnt faced negro, original man that's what you're facing Haitian, Baysian, Jamaican black Asian Knife in the chest of the colonist that's still slaving The Indian, the Simian, the maroon, the pygmy them The Ethiopian, the black Carthaginian Why focus on a continent when the Earth's my domain The ancient ones are my ancestors and I live with them Kush*te, Kemite, mapping the stars in the night Divine minds guide us from the sciences of living right Europa before Jehovah and black Noah The agriculturalist, I am the reaper and the sower The higher and the lower, the all-seer and the knower I been here already I'm just doing it all over Reincarnated, the holder of a boulder The black Atlas holding the whole world on my shoulders Money folder, much older, street soldier KRS we will be here forever I told you So turn the volume up The devil's time is up Turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up Up, up, up, up Up on the last verse, blast first a Nazi You know how long these industry fools trying to stop me But they not me, they copies, they not free I'm the pharoah, bow and arrow [?] they can't top me The ancient one, I talk to [?] watch me Laying on the set, these rappers turning punani Cause they know they mocked me, now I'm in my armor Spear to the throat, now what my name, Chris Parker There's no computer screen, I am dope, you the fiend Your name is what a loser mean, you on the losing team I come back spitting raps, I am looking super clean My name is what knowledge means, your name what stupid mean Nightmare, right there, I don't fight fair Man it's quite clear, you want the truth keep it right here People always telling me these rappers are under me That's true, I'm coming up on album number 23 f**k with me, I don't sound like nobody, I'm no copy I am no Gotti, a Nazi, I don't wait in no lobby You know where to find me if you look look These rappers are shook shook Knowledge reigns supreme, my gats go buck buck So turn the volume up The devil's time is up Turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up The devil's time is up Just turn the volume up Up, up, up, up
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