House Nigga

Let me see, let me see<br>How should I start<br>If I say stop the violence, I won`t chart<br>Maybe I should write some songs like Mozart<br>`Cause many people don`t believe rap is an art<br>Wake up, shake up, hypocrite look alive<br>Blastmaster KRS-One will revive<br>Four or five million still deprived<br>When out to survive, wake up and realize<br>Some people say I am a rap missionary<br>Some people say I am a walking dictionary<br>Some people say I am truly legendary<br>But what I am is simply a black revolutionary<br>I write rhymes on plain stationary<br>Mary, Mary, quite contrary<br>Doesn`t make sense in my vocabulary<br>Uncle Tom house niggaz, too scary<br>So they can`t be around, I don`t do this<br>For every Jesus, there must be a Judas<br>It`s the concept of the house nigga, field nigga<br>The house nigga will sell you up the river<br>So to massa, he`ll look bigger<br>And when ya bet under a rock, he`ll slither<br>But I`ll grab the tail of the house nigga<br>Pull the trigger and his head I`ll deliver<br>To the court of righteous people<br>Black, white, or Indian, we`re all equal<br>So all ya racist codes I`ll decode, explode<br>And eat you like apple pie a la mode<br>On a hot day, don`t bring me no hamhocks<br>Cause round the clock, I`ll kick their buttocks<br>All afternoon in the classroom, in the living room<br>In the bathroom, in the swimming pool<br>On a footstool, then I`ll stop -- nope, April fools!<br>Whip out the baseball bat and somehow<br>March your racist butt to Moscow<br><br>Ya know what I`m saying?<br>Are there any, are there any intelligent people in the house?<br><br>What can I say, o ye of little faith<br>To think that KRS-One has surely been erased<br>What a waste, my finger points at the face of the human race<br>They`re confused and misplaced<br>My words are subliminal, sometimes metaphysical<br>I teach, not preach, you want a challenge? I`ll start dissin you<br>I go philosophical by topical<br>Hearin the call, ignorant, hot tropical<br>Ya want a palm tree and nice dope shade?<br>Only if the universal law is obeyed<br>Which is "know thyself" for better mental health<br>Yet so many rappers are preoccupied with wealth<br>On my shelf I got titles<br>Other artists want belts and idols<br>World cups from seminars and conventions<br>Competition and not to mention<br>The award shows for pimps and hoes<br>And every other hypocrite that flaunt their clothes<br>KRS knows, so he just grows<br>Always sayin somethin different from the average Joe`s<br>So I confront them with the biggest chain<br>but it doesn`t rate albums, I believe it is the brain<br>So I`ll remain free while you reign, I`m lovin it<br>You be the king and I`ll overthrow your government<br>Send your crew to Berlin or Dublin<br>I`ll out-think em, chump em, and shrink em<br>Down to ya size, despite the cries<br>In the face of intelligence, ignorance dies<br>Dear, it`s simple edutainment<br>Rap needed a teacher, so I became it<br>Rough and ready, the beats are very steady<br>With lyrics sharp as a machete<br>Clap, there`s another house niggaz neck<br>Another soft Unlce Tom crew is in check<br>Ego wrecked and rhymes corrected<br>By KRS-One, produced and directed