Boogie Down Productions - Elementary Lyrics
Verse 1:I hear the same old rhyme, the same old styleThe same old runner has ran the mileSee, I dont know exactly what you knowBut what I know is that stuff gotta goUsually when I pick up the micSomething ill jumps out my mouth for that nightI like to talk about fact not fictionI got some fantasy rhymes but just listenEverything I write is premeditatedSuckas wanna fake it, I just hate itBitin routines or sayin somethin kinda weakMy words are comprehended every time I speakOr have spoken, no Im not jokinPlease dont sleep, I hope you are awokenStop! try this again, you had enough? say whenI am the man with the six-pack of heinekenI get tipsyBut never in your life try to dis meCos I dont battle with rhymes, I battle with gunsKnowledge reigns supreme over nearly every oneIf you take the first letter of what I just sungYou spell my name krs-oneIts elementaryElementaryVerse 2:Dj scott larock and i: krs-oneOur mothers first son and no, well never runFrom complex situations like you t-o-y-ssAlways talkin junk, yet in jail, youre rockin dressesI have arrived for the purpose of joyUnlike any ordinary bronx b-boyI will volunteer my services and launch an attackOn you fake educators with your yakety-yakThis is a fact, the teacher is here now in the fleshConsistently hounded by you mc pestsIf you really want to learn from meDont waste time in burnin meCos ignorance and inexperience does not concern meI will emphasize so you will realize and come aliveNever close your eyes, never sleep or you might take a diveMany people hate me, many people love meSome are far below meAnd you know theres some above meBut this, my hypothesis, to conclude the storyAll you fake mcs on a mission, you bore meIm the blastmaster krs on the micWatchin all these females rock their pants too tightCos theres no other creative composition on displayThat give a full analysis and rock this wayYou will pay, eventually you all will decayWhile the dj scott larock will continue to playCuttin records, drivin cars, and youll know who we areMake a mix just for kicksAnd youll be on our tipAnd, oh yes, theres a highlight to the show, of courseYou hear dj scott larock (go off! go off!)(scott la rock) (go off! go off!) x8Verse 3:Boogie down productions, no reduction to its titleIf you have a headache, toys, go and take a midolWe have arrived for the purpose of enjoymentYou have arrived to make up for unemploymentYoure on it only cos I learned just how to flaunt itI breathed a rhyme upon you like a sickness and you caught itQuick, get off the tip, trick, you must be sickLike a doctor heres my bill, I wrote it out with a bicSigned my name upon the bottle cos you know I just rocked emBut gettin into battles really isnt my thingYoure probably thinking these are the rhymes for the centuryBut please dont mention meIts only elementaryElementaryAll it really is to me and scott la rock...is elementaryElementaryElementary
