Rhyme & Reason movie - Bring It Back lyrics

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

Ha, hahaha!<br>

("Bring it back, that old New York rap<br>

Bring it bring it back, that old New York rap") -- [repeats in background]<br>

The only reality<br>

Is now...<br>

Yo!<br>

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[Verse One:]<br>

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I rock slow and easy like soul<br>

The New York flow, is strictly for the pro<br>

Hip-hop! Ladies and gents<br>

So you can know, every word yo, of the sentence<br>

Hey la, like De La, I got Common Sense<br>

Save the compliments for after I commence<br>

to evidence of MC's, rockin under false pretense<br>

Yes they get burned like incense<br>

Myrrh and frankencense, you know the consequence<br>

When you rock with KRS and don't make sense<br>

Kris represents all MC's, that rock with ease<br>

I'm not conceited, I got confidence in my abilities<br>

Agility's my credibility<br>

Oratorical artillery in all facilities<br>

It Takes a Village like Hillary<br>

when killin me, KRS has wide range capabilities<br>

On the microphone, in the combat zone<br>

MC's get eaten like the ozone layer<br>

Hey ya, I'm not a playa I'm a teacher<br>

But if I wanted your girl<br>

You'd be Living Single like Latifah<br>

Action Uptown like Monifah<br>

I hit like a beeper, and hot like the bunny on Easter<br>

Lyrically let me freak ya<br>

With moves like Scoob and Scrap<br>

Rock Stready, Stretch, Al and Kiko<br>

I warm up any room like a heater<br>

Bringin a New Balance to the speaker like a sneaker<br>

Still a teacher, prove it, like medicine squared<br>

This Garden of Eden, keeps the party movin<br>

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("Bring it back, that old New York rap<br>

Bring it bring it back, that old New York rap") - [repeat 2X]<br>

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[Verse Two:]<br>

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I'm interested in skill and how we build as a culture<br>

I don't eat off old material like a vulture<br>

Repeatin myself for wealth is bad for my health<br>

Everyday I express myself with a dope lyric<br>

From my inner spirit, then I share it with others<br>

As they hear me, enhancin<br>

East and West, overseas, brothers and sisters<br>

Sons and daughters transcended all borders<br>

I deal with mind expansion<br>

Anytime you aimlessly dancin, and romancin<br>

It's your life that you be chancin<br>

Not that I wanna sound gloomy<br>

But I don't rhyme about Judy Judy, <br>

cutie and shake your booty<br>

When you gonna grow up and be GOD?<br>

Instead of making a rap a full time job<br>

Yeah, it's a job and not an art<br>

They only rhyme to get money;<br>

cause true self-expression takes heart, and guts<br>

Rhymes, and cuts<br>

Tight minds and not tight butts<br>

Reach your goal, like a puck<br>

I wish you good skill and not good luck<br>

Cause only skills put you up out the gutter so I utter<br>

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("Bring it back, that old New York rap<br>

Bring it bring it back, that old New York rap") - [repeat 2X]<br>

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[Verse Three:]<br>

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That old New York flow means wrote for fun<br>

And if the money come, THEN THE MONEY COME<br>

But today and everyday, KRS speaks the truth<br>

We dealing with unemployment in the city black youth<br>

usin rap, to put clothes on they back<br>

No culture, or disciplined, way to act<br>

But soon yo, we'll take care of alla that<br>

We're huntin fi de power help supress people tracks<br>

That keep the culture intact, and soon you will see<br>

In the black community, black unity<br>

Not black nudity, after black puberty<br>

For every crew to see, to breakin down the black community<br>

The only one to blame is you and me<br>

For not takin responsiblity for our artillery<br>

Verbally, you heard of me, Knowledge Reigns Supreme<br>

Over Nubians Everywhere, I kick it cause I care<br>

The end isn't near, it's way over there<br>

BLAOW! The only reality is now<br>

But when I say bring back the old flava<br>

That means bring back the ORIGINAL MC behavior<br>

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("Bring it back, that old New York rap<br>

Bring it bring back, that old New York rap") - [repeat 2X]<br>

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[Verse Four:]<br>

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Now I got to show you how the BX rocks<br>

MC's, are jumpin out shoes and socks<br>

Body body rock body body rock<br>

I'm the king of rock'n'roll, ahh yeah<br>

Throw your guns in the air! Glocks down<br>

Who the hell is, pagin me at 5 o'clock in the mornin<br>

Where you gonna be, because...<br>

Fresh is the word, many money missin many<br>

Jenifa, oh Jenny<br>

We make up all these rhymes inside our head!<br>

Yo, let's connect politic ditto<br>

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