Victory

Look who just walked in the door
Look who just walked in - DJ Premier, huh
Word up! Oh you got Poet wit'chu
Blaq Po' whattup man!
Yo gimme some headphones
Yeah distort the mic Marley
I want you to distort the mic
We gon' do it like we used to do it
Ayo, Premier, there the turntables!
Do your thing man, rock on

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

KRS, Wild Style'n today
I stay controversial like Guatanamo Bay
My society is secret, sort of like the boulet
I'm not a average MC
I don't say what they say
I don't play what they play I'm
The type to find the needle
At the bottom of hay
That's why I'm rockin today
Often they say "No way!"
Until I say da da da day
And the crowd go HEY!
From the time I stepped in the game
Kris been clear 'bout his rep and his name
I don't tolerate disrespect to my name
To uplift my people that's the reason I came
If you believe in peace then
We believe in the same
If you believe in war I got
That TEC for your brain
If you think I'm a whore
Man you must be insane
I'm war in reverse like Big Daddy Kane - RAW!

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

Primo scratches

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

I know y'all motherfuckers ain't
Gon' believe this poet on the track with the
Nigga that dissed Queensbridge?
Let me show y'all how to bury the hatchet
The Blastmaster, with the Black Bastard
A classic (c'mon)
This is one for your dome
Niggas must understand it's
Hip-hop full blown!
Gimme the mic (what) I'mma stay shittin'
I'ma stay rippin' and banana clip spittin'
Niggas know, Blaq Po', green beret flow
It's nuttin' to me, I do it all day yo
The victory is almost here
I'm at the front line
Yo Kris pull up on they rear (yeah)
We got the shit surrounded, time to wild out
Nigga what you wan' do, nigga don't ask me
This is your LP marley hollered at Preem
Preem hollered at me
Now I'm standin' here warrior, reppin QB
Nigga what's really good, what it's gon' be?

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

Primo scratches: "The victory
Is almost there, just a little bit of"

This ain't what you're used to
KRS-One, Marley Marl, BDP with the Juice Crew
Who knew? Twenty years after Scott
Marley Marl would pass the rock
And I'd dribble it, dribble it, livin' it
Nibble it a little bit before I enter
The club and start killin' it
K-R-R-R-S-wah-wah-One
Yes they'd be the stars, me? I'd be the sun
Jump right off the stage
Breakin' breakin' you off
KRS is the best, of c-c-c-course
Street to the c-core, down by l law
You the number one MC? Oh shit, sure
Meet me at the c-club
If you thinkin' you thug kRS and Poet
This the type of hip-hop you love!