D.j. red alert, he's down with us
I stole the show, and then I leave without a clue
I try to tell them, we're all in this together
Keyboard money mike, is down with us
Just-ice and dmx, they're down with us
By bringin' out the truth in a song
Step in the jam and slam
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Kool moe dee, he's down with us
I say no-one's from the old school 'cause rap on a whole
Except I don't steal, I rhyme to get paid
Makin' funky music is a must
My lawyer jay, he's down with us
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
'Cause even then, I'm still number one
Isn't even twenty years old
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
I'm number one
Because of that a lot of groups fell apart
Runnin' around spendin' money, havin' fun
I thought we were supposed to sing
People have the nerve to take me for a gangster
Makin' funky music is a must
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
Think like I think and do what I do
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Ways of rhyming, old and new, past and present
Krs-one stompin' once more
What do you think makes up a krs?
People still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Krs-one is something like a total renegade
Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble
But in a scale of crime that's really elementary
Eric b. and rakim, they're down with us
'Cause we'll be the old school artists
D-nice and mcboo, they're down with us
You know what you need to learn?
So now you know, a poet's job is never done
Sleeping bag records, they're down with us
What are we here to rule?
This beat is now compelling me to explain in silence
Stetsasonic, they're down with us
A brand-new style, ruthless and wild
Blastmaster krs-one of course
Doin' petty crimes, goin' straight to penitentiary
Knock, knock, who is it?
'Cause rap is still a brand-new tool
And even in that time, I'll say a rhyme
Ms. melodie, she's down with us
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Jive/rca is down with us
Made a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Causing me to take long trips
And if we oughta sing, then let us begin to teach
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
Dana dane, he's down with us
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
My album is sellin' because of my vocals
Bdp posse so I love to
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Castle-d boy, he's down with us
Or smirk or chuckle, yes some are not up to
It's simple bdp will teach reality
I'm not superman, because anybody can
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Comes to express with style the lost
I grab the beer, but not in the ride
'Cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
My manager moe, he's down with us
I play by ear, I love to steer
An ignorant one, something closer to a prankster
Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the old school
When I get challenged by a million mcs
I hang with the rich and I work for the poor
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
So bdp, short for boogie down productions
Many of you are educated, open your mouth and speak
The alfa romeo from here to there
People talk about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, guaranteed raw
Or should be able to rock off turntables
A brand-new style, hup, time to change
Rockin' off-beat with a smile
About idiots posing as kings
Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking?
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
Old school artists don't always burn
But I'm never overworked, 'cause I'm still number one
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Why my last jam was so violent
I.c.u., you know he's down with us
No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like the p is free
