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Lyrics for Bring It Back by KRS One:



Artist:KRS One
Taken from the album Rhyme & Reason soundtrack by KRS One
Album:Rhyme & Reason soundtrack
Track:Bring It Back
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:100
 
Lyrics:Ha hahaha!
("Bring it back that old New York rap
Bring it bring it back that old
New York rap") repeats in background
The only reality
Is now...
Yo!


Verse One:

I rock slow and easy like soul
The New York flow
is strictly for the pro
Hip hop! Ladies and gents
So you can know every word yo of
the sentence
Hey la like De La I got Common Sense
Save the compliments for after I
commence
to evidence of MC's, rockin under false pretense
Yes they get burned like
incense
Myrrh and frankencense, you know the consequence
When you rock with KRS and
don't make sense
Kris represents all MC's, that rock with ease
I'm not conceited, I
got confidence in my abilities
Agility's my credibility
Oratorical artillery in all
facilities
It Takes a Village like Hillary
when killin me, KRS has wide range
capabilities
On the microphone, in the combat zone
MC's get eaten like the ozone
layer
Hey ya, I'm not a playa I'm a teacher
But if I wanted your girl
You'd
be Living Single like Latifah
Action Uptown like Monifah
I hit like a beeper, and
hot like the bunny on Easter
Lyrically let me freak ya
With moves like Scoob and
Scrap
Rock Stready, Stretch, Al and Kiko
I warm up any room like a heater

Bringin a New Balance to the speaker like a sneaker
Still a teacher, prove it, like medicine
squared
This Garden of Eden, keeps the party movin

("Bring it back, that old
New York rap
Bring it bring it back, that old New York rap") - repeat 2X


Verse Two:

I'm interested in skill and how we build as a culture
I don't eat
off old material like a vulture
Repeatin myself for wealth is bad for my health

Everyday I express myself with a dope lyric
From my inner spirit, then I share it with
others
As they hear me, enhancin
East and West, overseas, brothers and sisters

Sons and daughters transcended all borders
I deal with mind expansion
Anytime
you aimlessly dancin, and romancin
It's your life that you be chancin
Not that I
wanna sound gloomy
But I don't rhyme about Judy Judy, cutie and shake your booty

When you gonna grow up and be GOD?
Instead of making a rap a full time job
Yeah,
it's a job and not an art
They only rhyme to get money;
cause true self-expression
takes heart, and guts
Rhymes, and cuts
Tight minds and not tight butts
Reach
your goal, like a puck
I wish you good skill and not good luck
Cause only skills put
you up out the gutter so I utter

("Bring it back, that old New York rap

Bring it bring it back, that old New York rap") - repeat 2X

Verse Three:


That old New York flow means wrote for fun
And if the money come, THEN THE MONEY COME

But today and everyday, KRS speaks the truth
We dealing with unemployment in the
city black youth
usin rap, to put clothes on they back
No culture, or disciplined,
way to act
But soon yo, we'll take care of alla that
We're huntin fi de power help
supress people tracks
That keep the culture intact, and soon you will see
In the
black community, black unity
Not black nudity, after black puberty
For every crew to
see, to breakin down the black community
The only one to blame is you and me
For not
takin responsiblity for our artillery
Verbally, you heard of me, Knowledge Reigns Supreme

Over Nubians Everywhere, I kick it cause I care
The end isn't near, it's way over
there
BLAOW! The only reality is now
But when I say bring back the old flava

That means bring back the ORIGINAL MC behavior

("Bring it back, that old New York
rap
Bring it bring back, that old New York rap") - repeat 2X

Verse Four:


Now I got to show you how the BX rocks
MC's, are jumpin out shoes and socks

Body body rock body body rock
I'm the king of rock'n'roll, ahh yeah
Throw
your guns in the air! Glocks down
Who the hell is, pagin me at 5 o'clock in the mornin

Where you gonna be, because...
Fresh is the word, many money missin many

Jenifa, oh Jenny
We make up all these rhymes inside our head!
Yo, let's connect
politic ditto
 
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