Yes, scott larock you know you rule hip-hop Yes, mr. lee you can rule hip-hop And, b-57 you can rule hip-hop But, krs-one rule it non-stop When i'm in brooklyn, yes, we rulin hip-hop When i'm in manhattan, we rulin hip-hop When i'm in queens, we rulin hip-hop And when in staten island we rulin hip-hop But in the bronx, we rulin y'all tonight But in the bronx, we rulin y'all tonight We come to rock you whether you're black or you're white Cos krs-one you know i'm never ?frank? Come catch a star The girlies are free Cos the crack costs money Oh yeah I say the girlies are free Cos the crack costs money Oh yeah Ridin one day on my freestyle fix Jammin to a tape scott larock had mixed I said to myself "this tape sound funky" Ridin past the 116th street junkie Thought i saw denise but i was only a**umin Took another look and that bu*t was boomin Did a little trick on my freestyle fix And i was right beside the girl, she was all on the tip She said "hi, dj krs" She kissed me on my neck so i gave her a peck
She said "i'm really in a hurry so i cannot wait If you give me a life while we ride to the ?bait?" She jumped on my bike, i said "huh, what's your stop?" She said "right around the corner to the crack spot If you buy me a crack i'll know how to act But if you don't, you might as well step back" I said "now how the hell we jump off to this? I'm doin you a favor, i'm givin you a lift" She said "krs, you know it goes" I said "yeah, you little.....it seems that you're a hoe" I did a little trick on my freestyle fix And she was right on the ground lookin after it Because... A girl tried to take my out one day For a play, not your everyday ?trey? We walked to the spot, she says she want a rock I looked in my pocket, didn't have a lot I said "you better get yourself a job" She tried to tell me that times were hard I told the hoe, i said "yo, that's not my fault You need a vault", i'm out to a**ault Any girl i find who try to take my for mine I'm gonna have to ?pin? it just another time But...