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Krs-One - Ghetto Music lyrics
Ghetto music
 Ghetto music
 Ghetto music
 Ghetto music
You're tuned into that easy listening sound
 With a cap and gown, not a crown
 No glitter, no makeup
 Just smashin lyrics, that make up
 The B, D, and the P
 You pay for the hits, the advice is free
 In this industry, we gotta grow
 Commercial some go, but, y'know
 Just as important as they are
 So is the underground superstar (like me)
 You gotta ask yourself one question
 Do I speak facts, or do I start guessin?
 Learn the lesson, before you plan your career
 Commercial or underground, where
 Do you fit, cause both sides write hits
 And all is rap, I'll admit
 But what I've come to explain
 Is that these people love to play a game
 They wanna make it seem like you're wrong
 Or writin the reality song
Don't touch those issues, don't talk about dat
 We don't take knowledge rap
What? They want you on their bases
 Cause if you bring out the brown, you're racist
 But if you bring out the pink, well wait, it's ok
 Yeah, they won't stop it
 I guess it's alright to act demonic
 I guess it's alright to act demonicKrs-One - Ghetto Music - http://motolyrics.com/krs-one/ghetto-music-lyrics.html
 But that's another chapter, in another book
 I've come to show a different look
 And that look is the whole of rap
 Not just the commercial pap
 But the underground, that raw ghetto sound
 From which rap music was found
 So you can't deny it, you cannot refuse it
 I'll be rockin that ghetto music
People keep tellin me, "Kris! You need more radio
 Yeah man, that's the way to go
 You gotta be like so and so to go platinum,"
 Then I attack em
 I rhyme for the ghetto, I teach the ghetto
 I cannot let go, change up? Heck no
 In the ghetto, I stay mellow
 We're in effect yo, ready, set, go
 Fresh, for nineteen eighty-nine you suckers
 Peace to P.E., and the Jungle Brothers
 Others, have come, to master the art
 They start, with heart, then fall apart
 Like a dart I shoot for one target (BO BO)
 Ghetto music, yeah they'll never chart it
 Cause now in eighty nine, the purpose of a rhyme
 Is to strengthen and uplift the mind
 Although I'll achieve and achieve and achieve
 It's simple, I'll never leave
 Cause every time you front for respect you loose it
 I'll rock ghetto music
Ghetto music
 Ghetto music
 Ghetto music
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