[KRS-One]   YES! Chillin in the place right now   Harmony and Heather B, Ms. Melodie   DJ Jamal-Ski, DJ Kenny Parker   And of course we are gettin MUCH DARKER   Because the Africanism is in EFFECT   So check it out, MAN!   And try not to bite the lyrics   POI!      So come in now with the chorus of the day   Because we don't play      Chorus: KRS-One      It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   It takes one soundsystem playin music loud   It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live      [D-Nice]   Bust it, yo   I love to diss whores, I love to do tours   Makin young ladies just drop their drawers   and when they drop em, I don't kick em, check it   Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!"   From that point on, I say we're on for the night   But I love it when the girl just call me D-Nice   And if she gets bold and try to ask for a fee   I say, "Please hoe, it's all about me"      [Heather B]   It's not the star spangled banner or the red white and blue   but the underground sister from the Edutainment crew   So what you do, is back up if you work for Bush   Cause all the Presidential prison pushin politicians   gotta get MUSHED, gimme back my land you SUCKA   You beat down my father and you raped my mother Africa   And now you wanna laugh at her   I feel like pickin up a razor, and slashin ya   Snatch up Margaret Thatcher and unmaskin her   to find out she's a man without a manicure   Go to President DeKlerk without askin her   and BUST SOME SHOTS for South Africa   And if Margaret jumps in, I start bashin her   for every freedom fighter start crashin her   And then Heather B will get nastier   and pull out my two shot derringer   Cause yes, Heather B comes classier   Cause Heather B, Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer   makes up the dope crew called, Edutainer   You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables   So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label      [KRS-One]   Biddi-by-by, by, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!      [Jamal-Ski] {best guess}   Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em   Come follow me the man me work for the mic   They call me top celebrity   Me bigga me badda mad hatta me callin it well and dead-ly   Me nah got no nine millimeter, me not want ya uzi   But I kill run a leggin on Misses Dancee   BLAM! BLAM! We comin out and yes you are the don   You hold for the mic upon they call me lyrical champion   Me bigga me black, me know if me chat, ya know me and ya done   Me read from Genesis unto Relevation   Me nice and into England, nice it up in Ja-pan   Me have armitage, me have enough stylee   Me whyla, grab the mic andna, sing to me, andna      [KRS-One]   Come in de dance with the NUFF stylee   And KRS-One, now comin in with Harmony      [Harmony]   Now I'm comin to the dancehall, everybody call   follow me follow me, Sister Harmony   I perk, perk, perk, perk you up-a   You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup-a   Perk, perk, perk, perk you up-a   You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup   I'm a, stimulator, administrator   Activator, initiator   Captivator, originator   Perculator, perk you up   It's Harmony, the minor key   That moves with the rhythm passionately   I ain't ego trippin I do it humbly   Cause everybody's bound to hear the sound of BDP   It's easy, for me you see   I ain't the one or the two, I'm the three   And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr   (badda-ba-ba-by-by)      Chorus: KRS-One      It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   It takes one soundsystem playin music loud   It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   But KRS, you're gonna make the party live      [KRS-One]   Well now it's Blastmaster KRS-One   When we come in the dance, my lyrics not done   Pray to my father cause yes me are the son   Cause you are the guide and my pro-tection   Any sucker MC must run come   Kyan't test the Boogie Down Production man   Move ya ras claat, BDP stand alone   1990 lyrics 'pon the microphone   Every posse KNOW we come in the dance   we teach reality-ta-tee an'   reality, reality-ta-ta-tee   We nah deal with sickness and negativity   We come up in the dance in the ruff stylee   In the discipline KRS-One is just a flyer   Come up in the dance with my man called Edi Ayah   On the con-sole we have the man D-Square   Come up in the dance, and him must comb him hair-ah   Come up in the dance, and me let off a clip-ah   at George Bush, cause him D my nigga   KRS-One, him the President come   The crew called BDP, Melo-di-di-de-de      [Ms. Melodie]   Comin live and direct in full effect   Ms. M-E-L-O-D-I-E on the mic check   Well I'm up in your face like the wind from a blizzard   Got my wrap around your throat, like you're chokin on a gizzard   If someone said, well damn, who is it?   It's Ms. Melodie, the real, so get with it      [?]   Fatalistic pessimistic, a big conspiracy   The way they treat blacks, in white society   It's erection rebellion, revolution uprisin   Takin no shorts, because JAH is guidin   Government they try to manage and rule   Dictate, regulate, and perpetrate the fool   That's why I search, explore, inspect, investigate   Drop down knowledge, and KILL dub plates      [KRS-One]   Kill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub plate-ah   Kill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub plate-ah   KRS-One, boy, must come fi straighter   Comin up and doin the dance but not from eighty-eight-ah   Every posse know me come in the dance not later   Come in early, every posse captivator   KRS-One, and enough herb gate-ah   Come up in the dance, and we cannot debate-ah   KRS-One, them call me KRS-One-ah   KRS-One, me come to nice up any ja-a-am   KRS-One, them call me KRS-One-ah   KRS-One, me come to nice up any jam   Me comin in the dance, with the crew called BDP-ah   Down with the set is a Harmony-ah   Ms. Melodie and my man Kenny P ah   Come in Jam and look at what a raw stylee      [Jamal-Ski] {best gues}   Them name me permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent   Pick-a-dig-dinny   Jump up upon me come to run it again   Me work pon the microphone you betta tell your best friend   Tell your mudda and tell you fadda   and tell your sista and yuh bruda   A when they hold fi di mic they call me DJ Murderahh   Me lyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion   Lyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion, FOLLOW ME NOW   Lyrical champion, well they call me lyrical champion, FLASH IT   Oil the mic and ah, me on the jam   Jump upon the mala the mic in ah me hand an' a   when me do that, the dancehall fi run   Some of dem sell fi cocaine, some of dem sell ganjah   But I'm the one msn Jamal me sell the culture stylah   And me hold pon the microphone, they call me entertainer   Now, top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity rankin   Top celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah!   Top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity rankin   I'm the one Jamal-Ski dem from New York City-ah   What dey call me, BDP posse an' a   Jamal now can rewind stylee   Rewind circulate, never ever imitate   When me hold pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem great   Test me, and you'll, test your fate   BLAM! BLAM! Jamal now can know yes you are the Don an' a   come in now KRS-One, an' a      [KRS-One]   Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma   Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma   Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma   Me a melt down the sound-ah   Melt down the sound, come mi say melt down the sound-ah   KRS-One, the master of the verb and noun ah   Jump in the dance and my skin is yes browner   Kings, mash up, crown   Queen, rip up, dancehall gown ah   Every posse know that we ah rule every sound   Jump up in the dance and run every town ah   DJ, nuff, clown   Come up in the dance, BUCKS em right down ah   If you a Prince we'll flood ya and you drown ah   KRS-One ah, mash up better sound ah   Satan in the dance, we a mash right down ah   Down, to the ground   KRS him have the number one sound   Sound sound sound, sound-sound sound sound sound   Number one sound WHAT in creation   Play with yourself it's called masturbation   Chop it off, castration   Jesus Christ get the crucifixion   Three days later, resurrection   He's comin back, read Revelation   Close the book, pick up your gun   And fight in the African revolution   Righteous man, get liberation   Wicked man get execution   It's called the battle of armageddeon   Through my mouth is a translation   Unto recknoning to circulation   Nuff African education   DJ Kenny Parker YES you are the don   Edutainer teach nuff wisdom      Chorus: KRS-One      It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   It takes one soundsystem playin music loud   It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound   But Scott LaRock, you're gonna make the party live   It takes      1 dee jay, jigga jay ah jay ah jay   ah 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay ah jay   It takes 1, jigga jay jay, a jigga jay jay   ah 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay   It takes a jigga to your face, a jigga jay jay   ah 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay, a jigga jigga   1 a jay jay a jay jigga jay a jay   1 jigga jay a jigga jay a jigga jay a   1..