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Krs-One - Believe It lyrics
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Word
 All my people in Boston make some noise
 Whew! Inebriated Beats. You got to Believe
[ Chorus: 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 that 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
[ Chorus ]
[ 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?Krs-One - Believe It - http://motolyrics.com/krs-one/believe-it-lyrics.html
 You was just another stepping stone for him to climb up
 I'm what? A player? No
 A hoe? No. An average rhyme-sayer? No
 A neighbor? Yes. A friend of the Savior? Yes
 I can honestly say I'm blessed
[ Chorus ]
[ 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
[ Chorus ]
[ Krs-One talking through Chorus ]
 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

















