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KRS One

Ah Yeah

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Текст песни KRS One - Ah Yeah

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Intro: KRS OneAh yeah that`s whatcha say when you see a devil downAh yeah that`s whatcha say when you take the devil`s crownAh yeah stay alive all things will change aroundAh yeah what? Ah yeah!Verse One: KRS OneSo here I go kickin science in ninety fiveI be illin parental discretion is advised stilldont call me nigga this MC goes for hisCall me God cause that`s what the black man isRoamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artistBlack women you are not a bitch you`re a GoddessLet it be known, you can lean on KRS-OneLike a wall cause I`m hard, I represent GODWack MC`s have only one style: gun buckBut when you say, "Let`s buck for revolution"They shut the fuck up, kid, get with itDown to start a riot in a minuteYou`ll hear so many Bowe-Bowe-Bowe, you think I`m RiddickWhile other MC`s are talkin bout up with hope down with dopeI`ll have a devil in my infrared scope, WOY!That`s for calling my father a boy and, KLAK KLAK KLAK!That`s for putting scars on my mother`s back, BO!That`s for calling my sister a hoe, and for youBUCK BUCK BUCK, cause I don`t give a motherfuckRemember the whip, remember the chant, remember about rope andyou black people still thinkin about vot-ingEvery president we ever had liedYou know I`m kinda glad Nixon died!ChorusVerse Two: KRSThis is not the first time I came to the planetBut everytime I come, only a few could understand itI came as Isis, my words they tried to ban itI came as Moses, they couldn`t follow my commandmentsI came as Solomon, to a people that was lostI came as Jesus, but they nailed me to a crossI came as Harriet Tubman, I put the truth to SojournerOther times, I had to come as Nat TurnerThey tried to burn me, lynch me and starve meSo I had to come back as Marcus Garvey, Bob MarleyThey tried to harm me, I used to be Malcolm XNow I`m on the planet as the one called KRSKickin the metaphysical, spiritual, tryin to likeget wit you, showin you, you are invincibleThe Black Panther is the black answer for realIn my spiritual form, I turn into Bobby SealeOn the wheels of steel, my spirit flies awayand enters into Kwame TureChorusVerse Three: KRS-OneIn the streets there is no EQ, no di-do-di-do-di-doSo I grab the air and speak through the codethe devil cannot see through as I unloadinto another cerebellumThen I can tell em, because my vibes go through denimand leather whatever, however, I`m still rockinWe used to pick cotton, now we pick up cotton when we shoppinHave you forgotten why we buildin in a cypherYo hear me kid, government is building in a pyramidThe son of God is brighter than the son of manThe spirit is, check your dollar bill G, here it isWe got no time for fancy mathematicsYour mental frequency frequently pickin up staticMakin you a naked body, attic and it`s democraticThey press auto, and you kill it with an automaticChorus

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