Kill a Rapper - KRS-One

I procrastinate more Just to pass the days forward If I don't have to wake up in bed an acid rain pour And that's fantastic stay poor But all the passes paid for So I don't ask, I run up fast, and find a pack to make more This fast-paced world brought the tortoise to its knees Just to put my worlds to ease I miss the forest for the trees When it gets slow I don't believe there's anything left pulling me So I just need to build a lever if it's fooling you it's fooling me I'm fully dueling who you see When you first are new to me So gimme a moment to reflect and I'll get better usually But that's not the point of your presence I need to know that there's more, I keep on learning this lesson I need to grow But still, I seek the same roads Sometimes the answers in me aren't the ones that's best to know Sometimes the radar jams and I can't exit on my own Sometimes I need a plan it's back to X's and the O's What you mean, what's the deal, what you talking bout? The little details tend to send me sideways Every step that we had took turned to walk-arounds Sometimes I worry that I'm just another migraine I put my best foot forward in the swampland I think my attitude's what's fucking up the muck She say she wanna have fun, on the one hand She look at me I think I'm sucking all that up I put my pride on a pedestal; it's pedal to the metal What you want and what I got about a mile from the vessel I ain't Mr. Fantastic, I'm stretched too thin Pressed my sticks to the boards and still let you win You watched me grow from out the vines and never cut me when I stuck you I hope I never see the day those "love me"s turn to "fuck you"s Jotting notes down, low down dirty you should've heard me I been too sleep, waking up late and jugging early It's some itty-bitty rain drops Drown me in the broad day Guess I left my strings out Play me like it's Broadway You love me through my shortcomings I fuck with you the long way I fumbled through the metrics trying to measure where your gods stay I start my day by carving it out of the hardest clay Trying my darndest, aiming to reconstruct the shape But since it hardens way to promptly, I disregard the detail Instead concentrating on getting it roughly okay There's a fine line between acceptable and not Therefore I counteract my failures with embellishment a lot But when the ruse succeeds, they tell me "cherish what I've got" So I can't help it but feel helpless, must confess I'm at a loss I need to find a better hobby Than lying to myself it never calms me My smiling face these days closer resembling a zombie's Me running from my pain seems to inevitably harm me Perhaps I've been neglectful of specifics and particulars Allowing my subconscious mind to conceal that which triggers hurt, word I'm putting on my dancing shoes today I'll meet you in the details and out-dance you once we face

Niggas sendin' threats through a text message and shit Tryna send hoes to follow us And fuck on me and every one of my niggas Thought they set a nigga up Like a nigga just stupid or somethin' (haha) Ha Say bitch Them same fingers you used to type that shit, bitch (fah) Make sure (fah, fah) they be the same fingers That squeeze that bitch when you see me (bah) (Fah, bow) Bird business Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to flip your ass To send your ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that bitch, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit, gon' catch a kill And the drank came sealed I could buy my deal (my deal) I don't got my Glock concealed (uh-uh) So you know it's hot in here (hot in here) She like how my watch appear (appear) See it through the rear-view mirror (view mirror) Tryna keep the snakes from 'round here ('round here) Most of the time, gone off pills Most of the time, I'm under the influence You know I talk that cheese real fluent (yeah) You know these racks, yeah, I'm pursuing (yeah, huh) This bird business, we never losin' (bird business) I'm with MBM murder gang (murder gang) And that AR came with a coolin' Remember that bitch called me her chooser Now that bitch callin' me zaddy Remember used to rock Caddies Now it's S560 4MATIC This Cartier getting old I think it's time to go Patek Keep me a fuckin' baddie Each got a fatty, clutchin' my plastic Money damn near elastic Check my fashion, Louis my fabrics (my fabric, yeah) Emilio Pucci my jacket Keep that ratchet part of my fashion (pucci, pop, huh) Cartier buff glasses (uh) Too much racks start madness (yeah) Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to kill his ass To send his ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that boy, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit (go do a drill)

抱歉我不是個饒舌歌手 不常party也不太愛social 抱歉我不是個饒舌歌手 不能給妳愛的蛋堡還有熱狗 不常party也不太愛social 但我吉他其實彈的還算不錯 Kissing my tattoos留下了IG 覺得我太酷會讓人外遇 But I tryna to take you home 妳說抱歉帥哥妳只愛饒舌歌手 塗指甲油穿著窄褲不撐傘的態度 在路上都會被警察逮捕 I realize走得太快風格太帥 簡直把儒家思想的風氣敗壞 只怪我生錯年代 90的時代我就是你媽的天菜 想脫掉妳的肩帶 妳要我先把那該死的fender變賣 KTV唱著饒舌 看著大家開著跑車 所有美眉覺得好熱 我像時代的眼淚 負能量就像是免費 活在永遠回不去的甜美 抱歉我不是個饒舌歌手 不能給妳愛的蛋堡還有熱狗 不常party也不太愛social 但我吉他其實彈的還算不錯 Kissing my tattoos留下了IG 覺得我太酷會讓人外遇 But I tryna to take you home 妳說抱歉帥哥妳只愛饒舌歌手 我想欲做你的阿娜答你甘知影 Get some new tattoos Cover up my scars I can't feel my face But I feel my heart Yeah it beats for you And I know this game I will scream for you As you slip away 抱歉我不是個饒舌歌手 不能給妳愛的蛋堡還有熱狗 不常party也不太愛social 但我吉他其實彈的還算不錯 Kissing my tattoos留下了IG 覺得我太酷會讓人外遇 But I tryna to take you home 妳說抱歉帥哥妳只愛饒舌歌手 心愛的請你返來我的身邊

It get crazy baby Please don't try to play me baby I might have to kill a hoe I might have to kill a hoe You know I don't play 'bout you Told you don't try me, don't do it, no You gon' make me have to kill that hoe I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Uh, why would you try this? I'm 'bout to lose my mind and Someone gon' end up dying (someone gon' end up dying) And I promise ain't gon' be me Boy, you know you drive me crazy My baby, 'posed to have yo' baby (yo' baby) And you damn sure can't replace me (hell nah) I told you don't try this shit I'ma kill yo' side bitch You gon' make me pull up Don't tell me to cool out I'm gon' bring that tool out You know I'm ready for war You better pray to the Lord This shit you ain't ready for I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one You got me tripping and stressing and shit Shut the fuck up I ain't questioning shit I got the fire so this bih can get lit Why would you let that hoe get between us? You and this hoe, y'all got me fucked up This some first 48 shit (8 shit) This ain't nothin' to play with (this ain't nothin' to play with) I'm finna go apeshit (I'm finna go, I'm finna go) This lil' bitch gon' get her wig split This some first 48 shit (ooh, yeah) This ain't nothin' to play with I'm finna go apeshit (no, no, no) This lil' bitch gon' get her wig split It get crazy baby Please don't try to play me baby I might have to kill a hoe I might have to kill a hoe You know I don't play 'bout you Told you don't try me, don't do it, no You gon' make me have to kill that hoe I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one