Let Me See Let Me See



How Should I Start



If I Say Stop The Violence I Won't Chart



Maybe I Should Write Some Songs Like Mozart



'Cause Many People Don't Believe Rap Is An Art



Wake Up Shake Up Hypocrite Look Alive



Blastmaster KRS One Will Revive



Four Or Five Million Still Deprived



When Out To Survive Wake Up And Realize



Some People Say I Am A Rap Missionary



Some People Say I Am A Walking Dictionary



Some People Say I Am Truly Legendary



But What I Am Is Simply A Black Revolutionary



I Write Rhymes On Plain Stationary



Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary



Doesn't Make Sense In My Vocabulary



Uncle Tom House Niggaz, Too Scary



So They Can't Be Around, I Don't Do This



For Every Jesus, There Must Be A Judas



It's The Concept Of The House Nigga, Field Nigga



The House Nigga Will Sell You Up The River



So To Massa, He'll Look Bigger



And When Ya Bet Under A Rock, He'll Slither



But I'll Grab The Tail Of The House Nigga



Pull The Trigger And His Head I'll Deliver



To The Court Of Righteous People



Black, White, Or Indian, We're All Equal



So All Ya Racist Codes I'll Decode, Explode



And Eat You Like Apple Pie A La Mode



On A Hot Day, Don't Bring Me No Hamhocks



Cause Round The Clock, I'll Kick Their Buttocks



All Afternoon In The Classroom, In The Living Room



In The Bathroom, In The Swimming Pool



On A Footstool, Then I'll Stop -- Nope, April Fools!



Whip Out The Baseball Bat And Somehow



March Your Racist Butt To Moscow



Ya Know What I'm Saying?



Are There Any, Are There Any Intelligent People In The House?



What Can I Say, O Ye Of Little Faith



To Think That KRS-One Has Surely Been Erased



What A Waste,