[krs-one] + [somebody beatboxing]   Let me tell you bout a crew I know [ba bum bum]   Called boogie down productions and they steal the show [ba bum bum]   With dj scott larock and krs-one   [ba-bum, ba-ba-bum, ba-bum-ba-bum-bababababababababa]   With d-nice you know the job is done   And I know [boom-ba-bum] oh yes I know [ba-boom-ba-bum]   I know because I'm krs-one, yo check this out      [beatbox continues in the background]      [krs-one]   Breath control.. here's an example   I appeal, to the +criminal minded+   You can't find it, boy you're still blinded   Why don't you open your eyes and stop dissin   Get a prescription to listen   Sit in the class and ask real fast about a fresh rap   You're gettin left back, set back, kept back   Get back, I don't accept that material   Your rhymes are artificially flavored like cereal   I like clarity, so when you come here   Speak clear and concise and then I might give   A little slack to.. nah, wait - I take that back   If you're wack, I'll slap, fuck that!   Boogie down productions back, simply cause we never left   The radical sounds of krs   What a mess, to roll up and then 'fess   Wild guess huh, you thought you were the best?    But - yup yup - as it always turns out   You get burned out, your rhymes just run out   I immediately come out, boomin dope and   Don't provoke, you're walkin a very thin rope   Not even rope, the word I'm lookin for is string   When I sing, I sing to try and bring   Enlightenment, yet the suckers be bitin it   Radio's fightin it, the fans be likin it   Your face I'm wipin it, cause your mouth is dirty   You're unworthy to think that you can serve me   You heard me? these styles are universal   You need rehearsal, wait, first i'll   Beef up the system, rhyth, rhymin, timin, climbin   Then realizing   As producer of this dope record huh   I think it's time we break for a second      Breath control..      [krs-one]   That's it, that's it, that's it   Break is over, back to the track   Resume attack, on the crews that are wack   We don't lack, I mean, we don't like   The played out styles when we're rockin the mic   The radical rebel at level fifteen   The amp only goes to ten, you know what I mean?    As it seems, it seems that you're doomed   Yes I'll boom and consume the whole room   Not a part, not a fraction or a sum   But all, capital krs-one   B-d-b-d-b-d-b-d-p   Takin mc's out constantly!   Because you're no big deal, you're no big wheel   You steal, come before me and kneel but   I'm not a king, I'm not a queen, I'm not a ace   I'm not a jack, I'm not a mc or a playboy   And I just ain't wack   I feel that you should get an understanding   You might be jamming, but krs-one is slamming   Hypothetically, or in reality   Takin you out, is a small technicality   Rhymes like these, or rhymes like this one   Comes in handy, while I diss some   Soft silly low budget sucker like yourself   I got the style you need, in my house on the shelf   Labelled, sucker boy style   I like to do it every once in a while..