Believe It

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Word All my people in Boston make some noise Whew! Inebriated Beats. You got to Believe [ Hook: repeat 6x ] Believe it [ Krs-One ] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Look, Look All my rap is street related How can you spit and not have it hit the pavement? These beats we created be inebriated Meaning intoxicating, believe we made it Now we can see they faded Them hoes done went from me so horny to me so hated From Hip Hop, we never deviated Come to the Temple, hear the flow and you can see me state it That Knowledge Reign Supreme I be on the same streets, with them same hustlers and fiends But Hip Hop, do you know what it means? It means victory over the streets, check the last Beat Street scene I leak knowledge, inner-standing, wisdom KRS the type that get you outta the prison Elite knowledge, inner-standing, wisdom KRS the type that get you outta the prison, Believe [ Hook ] [ Krs-One ] Yo, Yo, Believe it I only come to help you achieve it You could believe what you want, you can take it or leave it Slow it up or speed it, but never mind if you dont need it But I still gotta teach it, I still gotta speak it There's more to the streets than guns and stuff To all my fathers, you know one sons enough But if you have two or three You know they get -gasm what they see on the t.v You gotta believe me We gotta rise up All my daughters I beg, close your legs and kind of like open your minds up Before your times up, and you find what? You was just another stepping stone for him to climb up I'm what? A player? No A ho? No. An average rhyme-sayer? No A neighbor? Yes. A friend of the Savior? Yes I can honestly say I'm blessed [ Hook ] [ Krs-One ] Yo, its a Hip Hop intellectual heavyweight That leaves 'em in a truly inebriated state If you thinking about leaving, you better wait We only talking about freedom and showing love instead of hate But no, you dont think it's real Until you're shackled 'round your wrists and your ankles and your heels You could brag if you feel But don't forget to mention the twenty to life is part of the deal When the DEA flash that shield The bigger they are as stars Huh... the harder they squeal And usually your name comes out Leading to that knock on the door, and you being led out That's when my lyrics matter All them guns and bitches and hoes, you don't wanna hear them rappers That's when you wanna hear pastors But if you listen now, you can like avoid them disasters Turn your life over to God today Not a little bit, Yo, go all the way I said, turn your life over to God today Not a little bit, Yo, go all the way Yo [ Hook ] [ Krs-One talking through Hook ] It's live like that ya'll It's live just like that Big up! Terry Andrell Word up! D.J. Tine E. Tim Whew! G. Simone, you know you're not alone G. Simone, uh, uh Mickey Mic, Yo what up Mickey? Uh, Yo, Yeah