This what you call hardcore, fat gospel street gospel      South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my heart is at?   South South, Bronx   C'mon let's bring it back   South South, Bronx      Raw rhymes for raw times   My albums are underground, but this blessing is all mine   And when it's tour time, we open more minds   You need to rethink who you think is the "Greatest of All Time"   I got this -- I'm raw like Freddie Foxxx is   Hardcore like The LOX is, Scott LaRock is where Tupac is   Where hip-hop is, Digital-ly Underground like Shock is   Oh yes -- I know where the top is   But I'd rather rhyme about how crooked some of these cops is   My synopsis ain't pretty   I'd stay, off them plains and, out the city if I were you   Do what you gotta do   But while you wave them flags, remember Amadou Diallo   Here's what we gotta do, follow   I'll put hip-hop in you if you're hollow   Those that already filled, still take swallows   Goin over potholes with Tahoes   You don't think +I+ know? Huh! I'm lookin at you right now   You ain't dancin in the club, you in your car, sittin down   You in the crib, on the low   You got them headsets on the go   You just saw me at the show oh you don't know?   It's the Temple of Hip-Hop, comin, with a whole different flow   Yo where them hoes at? I don't know   But wherever God at, I'ma go   I give 'em a hard rap and a flow   That's why when they call back for the show, with no video   We get up and go      Yo where it started at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my heart is at?   South South, Bronx   C'mon let's bring it back   South South, Bronx      South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my heart is at?   South South, Bronx   C'mon let's bring it back   South South, Bronx      Peep it out while I tell ya like this   In every single hood in the world I'm called Kris   It's the, truth for ya, it's the proof for ya   My Cristal passes more bars than lawyers   The underground sound, this is not easily found   You don't need no rings to be down   This is, past the platinum and gold   We already had 'em, it's old   Here's the truth if it be told, gather 'round   Philosopher style is known to be wild   If you only holdin them guns, who's holdin your child?   You got to be thinkin you know that you shrinkin   When the art of Navigation has been reduced to a Lincoln   Change the dial! I was free then and I'm free now   You free, runnin to MTV? I don't see how   You know the real from the fake, you know they stealin they cake   You know it ain't about the art, it's all about what they make   You know the radio's late, you know they play what you hate   That's why you got that Kay Slay tape, tryin to escape   You know the love of the cars and the rims   Tattooed arms and Timbs, are also called sins   You know you got to pay for these spins   You know the rap magazines be wack from beginning to the end   BO      South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my heart is at?   South South, Bronx   C'mon let's bring it back   South South, Bronx      I never was a king and I'm not the Pres   I'm a teacher like that reefer goin straight to your head   I'm a preacher tryin to bring my people back from the dead   I'm a leader tryin to keep you all away from the feds   You my sister I'll be tryin to get you out of the bed   I'm a philospher sayin what has got to be said   I don't fill you with lead, I bring that knowledge instead   Follow this dread, I'll take you from A to Zed   Who am I? Just a scholar called K-R-S   You can spend your money on others but they ain't blessed   You can spend your money drugs and still be stressed   Look around for conscious rappes yo there ain't none left   I'm holdin it downbetter yet I'm holdin up   Waitin for some young buck to come and sip from the cup   And continue with the menu puttin new knowledge in you   I got a question and a lesson cause I know what you been through   But      South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx      Yo where it started at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my people at?   South South, Bronx   Yo where my heart is at?   South South, Bronx   C'mon let's bring it back   South South, Bronx      The South South Bronx, boyeee