MCs Act Like They Dont Know

'MCs Act Like They Dont Know' by the KRS One.

Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks Verse 1 If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go ""Illlll!"" Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995 Whenever I arrive the party gets liver Flow with the master rhymer, that's to leave behind The video rapper, you know, the chart climber Clapper, down goes another rapper Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty dread There once was a story about a man named Jed But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head Word, what go around come around I figure Now we got white kids callin' themselves niggas The tables turned as the crosses burned Remember You Must Learn About the styles I flip and how wild I get I go on like a space age rocket ship You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player But make sure live you is a dope rhyme sayer

Verse 2 This is what you waited all year for The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines Let's battle to see who headlines Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly It migh