KRS-One

Knowledge, where the people at?<br>Free Mumia!<br>Channel Live! (KRS-One, come and represent)<br>(The wisdom)<br>Hah hah hah hah hah hahaha!<br>Free Mumia!<br><br>Everywhere I look there`s another house negro<br>Talkin about they people and how they should be equal<br>They talkin but the conversation ain`t goin nowhere<br>You can`t diss hip-hop, so don`t you even go there<br>C. Delores Tucker, you wanna quote the scripture<br>Everytime you hear nigga, listen up sista<br><br>Verse One: Hakim, KRS, Tuffy<br><br>I met up with this girl named Delores, a prankster<br>I said I MC, she said, "You`re a gangster"<br>But she was caught up, she hit the floor like a breakdance<br>Wrapped her up like the arms in a b-boy stance<br>Recognize moms I`m one of your sons I`m hip-hop<br>in the form of Channel Live and KRS-One<br>Representin MC`s across America<br>She said, "You`re the one who be causin all that mass hysteria"<br><br>Wisdom shall come out of the mouths of babes and sucklings<br>But you blinded by cultural ignorance and steady judging<br>But judge not, lest ye may be judged<br>For the judgment ye judge ye shall surely be judged, you gets no love<br><br>She said, "I like it, that`s why I jock it"<br>Then I said, "You only on my back because I fill brother`s pockets"<br>Got em drivin Benzes Jeeps and Rolls Royces<br>Attackin me will leave youth with no voices<br>The choice is yours not mine hang with me<br>I`ll have you freestyle and bombin graffiti<br>We can cut it up like like wax<br>Claimin I cause violence but America was violent before rap, FACT<br><br>Chorus: KRS-One<br><br>Warner, Elektra, Atlantic equals WEA<br>Instead of fighting them why don`t you go free Mumia<br>(repeat 2X)<br><br>Verse Two: Tuffy, KRS, Hakim<br><br>Wild recital, I kicks the vital, like the _Final<br>Call_ as I watch, Babylon fall<br>I had to Rush Limbaugh, get that pig with an axe<br>Tuffy dips to the side, buckin cannons that`s phat<br>Because he censors the uses of the metaphor<br>You can get the dick bum up<br>Because it`s you that brings the, real horrorcore<br>Expenditures forgettin, gut from the poor<br><br>Why sure! Back before we were born they sold us out<br>Yeah Dade Jackson we know what you about<br>Youse a Slave Mason, not a Free Mason<br>Before long the Goddess Tiamat through hip-hop you`ll be facin<br>Don`t start me, cause I be the, lyricist<br>At the nineteen ninety-nine millenium party held at Giza<br>Sayin he`s a, fraud, oh my Goddess<br>Never in your life should you disrespect an artist<br>Instead, focus your attention on astronomy<br>And the up and coming, shift in the economy<br>If you can`t do that, then heed the final call<br>To free Mumia, Abu-Jamal<br><br>Hate to be so rough, it could be the White Owls<br>House niggaz are full of crap, like my Colin Powell<br>Kickin vowels, is how we relieve the tension<br>Until we start to bounce white people like suspension (revolution)<br>You paint the pictures, the black man on the corner<br>But tell me, who blew up Oklahoma?<br>The City, ain`t no pity, for the beast<br>It`s Hakim that voice from the East<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: KRS, Hakim, Tuffy<br><br>Buck buck! Buck buck buck!<br>It sound like gunshots but it could be the plot<br>of a chicken, definition, is what you`re missin and<br>listen to your children instead of dissin em<br>Senator Dole doesn`t understand the young people<br>Like they be sayin want to, but we be sayin wanna<br>They gettin dumber every summer as they walk the rope<br>Maybe because they cannot understand the quotes<br><br>Word, in actuality, this Norman Bates mentality<br>always seems to represent, minus three-sixty percent<br>For degrees full circle, dead from the purple<br>rays of the sun I gots melanin so check it<br>Bag your nuts quick or get sick from being naked