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- KRS-One f/ Big Pun, Kool G. Rap, Truck Turner - As You Already Know Lyrics
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- [Intro]
- Now y'all already know
- I don't care who's first, or who last
- But even though it's a new millenium
- You still got to rock this at the drop of a dime baby
- [Truck Turner]
- Fuck y'all niggaz want?! Is it Truck, well you got it
- Bet this gunblast, seek your chest and leave your moms brokenhearted
- Get me started, come up against THIS, is you RETARDED~?!
- I ain't shit on you motherfuckers yet, I only farted
- Take the dopest nigga from my borough, that's Kris, put him on my shit
- The hottest latino rapper Big Pun, up on this fly shit
- G. Rap the sole survivor with Truck, kills all the nonsense
- With Marley doin the track it's big, I mean jurassic
- Like Coke this is a Classic, from the cradle, to the casket
- Gonna blow from Bangkok to Brooklyn
- Beijing to the Boogie Down, then back to my block
- Cops follow the trail, that lead back to me
- I'm waitin for 'em with 2 glocks, blow they balls off like 2Pac
- Go clutch, the holy drawers, can't save you
- Still gonna be a holocaust, Truck TUrner show no remorse
- Go 'head nigga, FLOSS~!
- We gon' be around when the sun go down to rob you
- Then gun you down, the fo'-fo' make a thunder sound
- Rush in like, hug the ground I'ma count to 10 don't turn around
- You see my face? I'ma blaze you
- Lettin in off, another round, and another round
- 'Til your family, put your underground
- I told you kid, I lay you down
- Spray you down, claim your town, Bronx bound
- A team player don't play around
- Who am I? Truck Turner, you're learnin now
- NO matter, where you FROM, I'm the arsonist, I burn it down
- (Don't fuck with that boy; NEXT UP!)
- [Big Pun]
- Soy, con {?} aqui (boricua - light up the mic for the symphony)
- Whack rappers I humiliate like half a mic in The Source
- Blast you right off of the stage and engrave a butcher knife in your corpse
- What'chu writin is soft, I'm Pearl Harbor war
- Run up on your small empire and spray your tires like you Armor All
- Who wanna brawl with the Bronx finest
- Talk your highness {?} thicker force like our monster rhymers
- Hate y'all B, I know you hate my stee'
- Cause I'm the son of Tony you phony like fake ID
- It's the S-H-I-T, you can smell it
- Gun smoke makin you choke, take a toke and inhale it
- Now you can feel it (what?) Deep inside your lungs
- Like hot pellets when you're shot up, we supply the guns
- Now where you from state your restin zone
- I'm from the BX, B'lawn is where T.S. call home, where KRS was born
- Let it be known if I don't get you watch for our God
- Cause when you diss Kris, you disrespectin MY SQUAD
- Put that on my mother, motherfucker
- How DARE you disrespect, BITCH~!
- [Kool G. Rap]
- Aiyyo we comin through with the fifth and glock, rippin shots
- And hittin blocks, leavin kids rocked, put in a hidden box
- Splittin tops, leave his face hot, dotted like chickenpox
- Cursin cops with bloodhounds, sniffin socks, sniffin rocks
- No trace, get your clique rubbed, your wigs plugged, the shit blood
- Catch your big mug, topless just like a chick with big jugs
- Up in the strip club, beer is a Bud, no coffee
- Blowtorch like auto mechanics, you ordered to panic
- She slaughter you bandits, your daughter be planted, inside the ground
- More than the granite, my gunshots'll make you orbit the planet
- "Roots of Evil" peepin up all legal or illegal
- The four-fours are lethal, cock back the gat to pop the wheelies like Knievel
- Fire shots to rented Regals
- Leave all your peoples with palsy in they cerebrals
- Deadly as an addict's needle, let automatics reap you
- Sweep you, I'm sendin you to Lucifer to keep you
- Heat you, nail you to the cross on top of the church's steeple
- Red dots cover your face like the measles
- NEXT UP! (I believe that's me)
- Aiyyo {KRS} light up the mic for the symphony
- [KRS-One]
- Yo, yo, yo - BITCH ASS~! Here's a quick class
- I'm the Blastmaster cause I blast and whip ass, this'll be over quick fast
- Keep mixin it, spittin it, bendin it
- Did it like juice with gin in it - ha ha JACKPOT, we winnin it
- You talk that shit, but you really illiterate
- Read your shit like he he he, teh teh teh teh..
- Sound out the word, connect the noun with the verb
- Stick with b-b-b-bird-bird cause the battle's absurd!
- Don't let these young kids go soup that ass up
- You'll get smashed up, you gassed up, you puttin that ass up really?
- I don't even see you in the new milline-um
- I see you like on VH1 with Milli Vanilli an' them
- Talkin about what you used to have, your abusive dad
- Oh it's so so sad, cause I'm just so so death defyin, mesmerizin
- Every time you say you dope that's false advertisin, but it's not surprisin
- You lyin, you ain't no battle hog
- What you got one demo, against my 12 year catalogue?
- (NIGGA) Back up~! This is the Bronx in the house
- Truck Turner, KRS without a doubt!
- [Outro]
- Now y'all rippin my damn microphone, down to nothin
- Kool G. Rap, Big Punisher, my man Truck Turner
- KRS-One, y'all never get on my damn microphone again
- Y'all crazy! ... Get out of here, beat it!
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