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[krs] yeah that

Verse one: thor-el

So you wanna be the million dollar man, kid what
Make a deal with the devil settle for a hundred grand
Not enough i call your bluff, hit you with the stuff
Deal with this and think you
You get no vette and, if i could stay leaded
I
You
Grim reaper, i got the whistle, death i pull no tissue
Hit you, like the mac-11, mc
Callin callin for the reverand, lookin at hell like heaven
I
Oh what the hell i get my mail while i raid you til it crack

Chorus: krs and thor-el

H, i, p, h, o, p, we are
H, i, p, h, o, p, we are

Verse two: krs-one

C
Dead two in the head before some a&r tell me
I must give up the streets you lift the company can sell me
What
Thinkin a risk upon a disc means you
I
When i come to see you live, and i paid twenty-five
That
Killing rhyme sessions is the meaning of my name
But don
And your livest mc will get slain right here
See i do the homework, and i do the extra credit
You could sell a million records, and still can
Cause the lex or beem is probably just the matches and a jeep so
I
Ohh lord!! you can
With the mic cord, and several thousand people just bored
Being dope live is like being insured for life
You always get called back twice, you are

Chorus 2x

Verse three: thor-el, krs-one

I burn like hy-dra-cho-loric and my city got itty
He
Is it, that you
Rappers that die, but why, explain the obvious

No stoppin this lyrics from the esophagus
Rockin strictly the hip-hop populace

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