High School High movie - High School Rock lyrics

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Song by KRS-One<br /><br>

Wake up your mind black people, it's ill<br>

Superior people use superior skill<br>

We can defeat any congressional bill at will<br>

The hip-hop nation will prevail<br>

all problems in society with inner city philosophy<br>

The hip-hop in me must come out or die to lock in me, no doubt<br>

Executed properly<br>

I bigin to shout out, splat out approximately<br>

three single syllable words per second<br>

like I am God, you are God, we are God, forget it<br>

Time to sell it in a lyrical battle, I'll never jet it<br>

Like a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind<br>

With constant conscience lyrical rhyme<br>

At the end of time, I'll be in my prime<br>

Read the sign, men, rhymin<br>

like an oratorical shymin<br>

I look still but I'm climbin<br>

Newsflash here's the latest findin<br>

Ya whole environment created in ya mind and in ya heart<br>

Hip-hop displays art<br>

The highest level of mental expression, play your part<br>

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[Hook:]<br>

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I'm the intelligent wise on the mic [x3]<br>

Everybody knows<br>

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All these motherfuckers tryin to be large<br>

with their two car garage just like El DeBarge<br>

It's played out, fadin out, over<br>

Talk to ya broker, time to give back that Range Rover, soldier!<br>

I told ya woe onto the hip-hop perpetrator<br>

Wholesome like a neighbour stealin all ya flavour<br>

Danger danger ya better rearrange ya thinkin<br>

Check what you eatin and drinkin, ya breath is stinkin<br>

with the stench of a snitch with information, leakin<br>

linkin up with the enemies of Kris speakin<br>

But I'm already in 1999<br>

feelin fine while most MCs will be out of sight and outta mind<br>

Rewind cos I got a little bit of time<br>

Negativity will be wiped out by pain after turpentine<br>

I find my rhymes combines mobility, creativity<br>

positivity, purger of sensibility<br>

to a wide vicinity, engulfin your facility<br>

O silly me, killin me I begin to see your stupidity<br>

I rock way hard you can't get wit me<br>

or go wit me or float wit me<br>

Frankly, this is wrong, people, poetry<br>

Forget ya little off-the-head rhyme<br>

It's way past your bedtime, for the tenth time<br>

forget tryin ta get mine<br>

I went from the park with my arc in the dark<br>

A simple spark, the little Park sparked now I'm in ya heart<br>

Everytime you think I'm comin one way, I come another way<br>

If you ain't got no fly rhymes, say today<br>

Run away, run away, run away....little boy<br>

Like the TAT crew I terrorise your toys<br>

Noise is what I hear<br>

when you shout your rhyme into the atmosphere<br>

The blast master's here!<br>

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[Hook (x2)]<br>

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Now which motherfucker wants their title tooken, defended<br>

I see my schedule it's open-ended<br>

I can move somethin around like ya booty ass sound, beginner<br>

What happened? You couldn't be an Apollo Amatuer Night winner?<br>

Now the teacher you retrudge<br>

Don't you know I am that lyrical gate keeper<br>

You'll get railed like the sleeper<br>

No peep tha, no peep mine, no peep this hard style<br>

that keeps the party floatin like a foetus, meanwhile<br>

you hold your head, you can't belive this godchild<br>

This *?sins?* recommend ya and because you're not fertile<br>

or fertile [pronounced "fertil"]<br>

Your reflex's slow like a turtle<br>

Yeah my picture you circle from papers and journals<br>

Without rehearsal, *?mic is first all?* is the worst<br>

I verse, I burst sua<br>

Into a million children<br>

in Tiananmen buildings<br>

Willing and start illing, comin thru the ceiling<br>

Enough of this reteric let's start building<br>

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