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Yeah, Comin at you again ha, KRS-One, Ha ha
Uh
T-Bone, Yo, Yo, You know what time this is
Ha, They ain't ready, Ha, What they sayin
What they sayin now?
Look at em, Ha, Sit down, yeah
Here we go now cmon, Cmon
It's the return of the boney bone
Pahtnas trippin cause they dippin
In they lincoln
Plus they pimpin sittin on chrome
But we bringin you that gospel sound
That makes you wanna boogie woogie
Move ya body around
Whether you're crips, Bloods, Pimps, Thugs
It don't matter pahtna
I know you're feeling this mug
Gospel rap wit a gangsta twist in
The mix like a blender
These funkadelic sounds make ya
Wanna get down we keep it bumpin from the
Clubbin to the church, got 'em dumpin
Even gangstas be lovin the sounds
That mr chase is dumpin
Give ya somethin that ya never heard
2010, Gangsta beats wit the holy word
So get down cause we came
Here to make ya move
Boogie woogie oogie and feel the groove
So relax to the way
Feel the beat and get down
To this gospel alpha mega funky
Boogie disco music sound
Nothin but the ghost in me
Super groovalistic hit's ya see it goes
Yo, Yo, Rush them T-Bone
Let's rush these kids
We open them lids, We don't talk no fibs
They talk pure lie about how christ live
Everybody know that impress young kids
But look what they done did
To count one hundreds
Because they fronted, Now we all hunted
The devil's a liar
Everybody know how we truly live
I put it on record to prove we did
What the uzi did, That's for the uzi kid
No need to bust them guns like Ruby Ridge
But that's not really what the music is
You wanna be classic like I Love Lucy is
But you'll never be sayin what you'll do me
Kid i'm like a broadway play
You where the movie is
You'd rather diss us? Well
Then drink ya fizz
KRS, T-Bone, Yo, You know what this is
I used to be scared of the devil
Now I throw blows to the devil
God exists on another level
Whatever they call back to the raw rap
Whatever the law that, We applaud that
The devil we ignore that
Never the lower level whore rap
But the higher level godcore rap
Unique, Speak got you sayin I never saw that
Now, Fall back, KRS, T-Bone, We all that
I'm still reachin through preachin
And speakin teachin
I don't mean every weekend
But each and everyday I'm breathin
And to add a season
Believin the reason these demons
Is leavin, Ceasin, and not retrievin is me
Cause the name of jesus that I be screamin
Make ya wanna holla, Pop ya colla
You didn't know dawg? You listenin
To a rap scholar but I never got a's or d's
I'm from the west
Where we only got b's and c's
G's and d's, Infested wit this gang disease
PCP, and rydas quick to pull and squeeze
Ooh wee, Who'dve thought east and west
Cursed or blessed, The boney bone and krs
Uh, Ha ha ha ha
This one right here goes out
To all the critics
All the hatas out there who said KRS-One
And T-Bone couldn't put it down
Y'all know how we do
Y'all know how we rock microphones
Gospel hip hop forever, Y'all know how we do
Givin glory to the King of
Kings and lord of lords