Criminal Minded lyrics

Intro: (sung by KRS-One to the tune of the Beatles "Let It Be")

Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll begin, to master
Rhymin rhymin rhymin

Verse One: KRS-One

Criminal minded, you've been blinded
Lookin for a style like mine you can't find it

Verse 1:

I hear the same old rhyme, the same old style
The same old runner has ran the mile
See, I don't know exactly what you know
But what I know is that stuff gotta go
Usually when I pick up the mic
Something ill jumps out my mouth for that night
I like to talk about fact not fiction
I got some fantasy rhymes but just listen
Everything I write is premeditated

Verse One: KRS-One

Well now you're forced to listen to the teacher and the lesson
Class is in session so you can stop guessin
If this is a tape or a written down memo
See I am a professional, this is not a demo
In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture
Sort of a poetic and rhythm-like mixture
Listen, I'm not dissin but there's somethin that you're missin

Scott La Rock: Yo, wassup Blastmaster KRS-ONE. This jam is kickin'
KRS: Word! Yo, what-up D-Nice?
D-Nice: Yo, wassup Scott La Rock?
SLR: Yo man, we chillin' this funky fresh jam. I wanna tell
you a little somethin' about us. We're the Boogie Down
Productions crew and due to the fact that no-one else out there
knew what time it was, we have to tell you a little story about

[Phone ringing]
Scott: Yo, Kris. I really knocked the boots on those two big-butt
females last night.
Kris: Jeeez!
Scott: Yeah, man. I'm on my way down to Latin Quarter to find two
more freaks...
Kris: Word...

[Super Sperm]

Chorus: repeat 2X

Scott LaRock had em all
He is the Super Hoe

[Super Sperm]

Verse One: KRS-One

Intro:

I say, the bridge is over, the bridge is over, biddy-bye-bye!
The bridge is over, the bridge is over, hey, hey!
The bridge is over, the bridge is over, biddy-bye-bye!
The bridge is over, the bridge is over

Verse One:

You see me come in any dance wid de spliff of sensei
Down with the sound called BDP
If you want to join the crew well you must see me

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

Intro:

This is a test
Of the Boogie Down Production
Prevention Against Sucka MC's
In the event of a real emergency
You would have been instructed
On which jams to play
And how loud to blast your radio
And now, a word from our sponsor

Verse One:

I'm from the Bronx, Blastmaster KRS-One
Provin that my job ain't done until I get some
More, no need to roar or yell

[KRS] I got a dope beat?

[all] You got a dope beat

[KRS] I got a dope beat..

[all] We got a dope beat

[KRS] I got a DOPE beat..
[all] You got a dope beat

[KRS] I got a DOPE BEAT!!

[all] WE GOT A DOPE BEAT!!

My name is at the top of all of those that mix

I'm turnin poetry into cash for eighty-seven

Some did it got paid, some jams were never played

La la-la la-la la-la la...la...la...la
La la-la la-la la-la la..la..la...la...la

Buck! Buck!

Chorus:

Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
Listen to my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa da da dang
Wa da da da dang (Ay!)
This is KRS-One...

Verse 1:

Me knew a crack dealer by the name of Peter
Had to buck him down with my 9 millimeter