Kunci: Ab major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
this ain't no game
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It's something for the brain
that should remain
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Upon a conscious note,
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so stay afloat, don't drown
Hold on to the lyrics 'cause
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Dealing with intelligence
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It's a mutha, man, and it's a helluva
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Way to express yourself,
for real, no toy
Ignorance causes death,
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Stick your tongue into a jar of acid
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Slow death is what it's like
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When you test the rhythm and
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the rhyme of the one Just- Ice
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Right, I think it's time,
my man, that you heard of
My name and it means quick murder
Take the first part of my name,
don't rush
I could make a fresh rhyme
with the word "just"
Just defiance, just the violence
Just to bang, just a sentence,
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Just a feeling, just legit,
just coming on strong
Just don't need the other bullshit
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It's not cool to use profanity
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People might think I lost my sanity
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But I'm fed up, I can't take it no more
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Wack MCs writing rhymes on a see- saw
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Up and down and never ever straight
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In a circle in which I can't relate
I need to hear a rhyme dealing with my time
If it's not here, I'll search until I find
What I'm looking for, I mean a lot more
If it's not on the street,
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how the hell could it be in the store?
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It has to come from the brain,
manifested
With the jewels of Allah, that's a blessing
All those who fail to relate,
they come to spectate
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And I guarantee you will disintegrate
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Then vanish upon my arrival
Nothing suicidal, it's just vital
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the man of the universe
Dominant intelligence, original first
That's the point I had to make
Before I break a fool,
it gets late and ante up the stakes
It's a rhyming feast,
I won't cease or tease
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But party people, it's time I release
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Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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Concentrate on the lyrics
'cause the beat is hype
Or dope, yo, call it what you like
I'm not here to praise myself
Or disrespect anybody else
I have a duty, naturally sworn to do
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get my message across to you
It's very physical but not cynical
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It's emphatical, the rhymes are a radical
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No big words to sound pretty and sweet
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Just the straight out facts
coming from the streets
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but when I hear a wack rhyme
All praises due to Allah, it's not mine
My temper just rises, I get very angry
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And hope for the day the
sucker tried to play me
Y'all think I changed my style,
went strictly reggae
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But let me tell y'all, that's mere hearsay
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What I do, I do it to the best
let's get set
And party to the music that
sounded so nice
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KRS got the beat, on the mic it's Just- Ice
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The time is now, the bomb to be dropped
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All suckers line up and get rocked
All the rhymes with fancy
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style riffs
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Don't mean nothing to me 'cause
to the point exact
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None of that double and triple
'cause that's wack
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What I mean, crystal clear and clean
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Bass and beats, for that you know I fiend
I'm dangerous, a microphone maestro
Don't even mess around if
you know what I know
Quiet and subtle with a quick rebuttal
Attack the weak and for the sweet, I love ya
On and on for the calm, I never fall
Lyric for lyric and oh yes, yes, y'all
My name is Just,
I don't mean just making it
Or just faking it, but just taking it
No shit, for sure, for holdin' it
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For the original price,
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for the original
price
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