[KRS-One] Uh! Domingo
[Tone Def] Domingo y`all
[KRS-One] Uh! Tone Def
[Tone Def] It`s Tone Def y`all
[KRS-One] Whoo!
[Tone Def] Yeah (WITH K-R-S)
[KRS-One] Word Up
[Tone Def] And it goes like this
[KRS-One] Here We Go
[Chorus]
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
[KRS-One]
I am the incarnation of what you do
When you try to forget KRS, I try to forget you
You tired of me saying what`s real hip hop
Well I`m tired of you biting my shit to go pop
This is why we need hip hop history
`Cause if we had it, you knew you shouldn`t get with me
I`m free, I don`t need MTV
I could smash your click like 1-2-3
You think I care if you plat-in-um
Where I come from, we be slappin` em` uh
Sales dont make you the authority
It only means you sold out to the white majority
What you know about seniority you ain`t major
Ya whole album appeals to little second graders
Grow up already, before I slap that hiny
And put you out of work like Tavis Smiley
I got that razor tounge, you be on the ground with paramedics saying We
can`t save this one
I stay alert like red, you keep sucking me uh `cause you think I`m ahead
But you ain`t street soldier, I`ll take one of ya members
Cut off his head and send it to Lisa Evers
We will be here for ever and ever and ever
While you`ll be over by next September
[Chorus]
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
[Tone Def]
We got a million DMX`s, a thousand Jay-Z`s
A hundred Eminem`s and two million Master P`s
But I think for drastically, `cause Tone Def always flow with originality,
that`s the way it has to be
And if you patchin` me for the first or the third time
And even if you search wide for new styles
You still ain`t never heard mine
With the thrust of a turbine, I blur by
Most of y`all niggas can`t really get with me
But I know your girl sure try
But that`s alright, `cause you probably prefer guys to fur pie
That`s why your shorty turned bi, she like that silky stir fry
With her skirt hiked to an absurd height
She by the curb like, Don`t swerve alright
If you got the wood she got the termites
It`s Tone Def, the vocalism more tread than a dirt bike
Cats be like ram ya tounge is rough, Yo that hurts right?
I blurt my explanation on my worst night, last heard that twelve mics
thought I was siamese `cause you got served twice
I don`t want to hear about your perp life
Forced to record CBS just to remember what it`s like to survive
You hypocritical types a pitiful willin` to serve lies
To reserve ice, but need to work for Adidas to earn stripes
My first strike, leave you with burned eyes all for the turn-pike
And man be looking for you surfside armored the search light
Most cats that use the term nice never been in a word fight
Don`t think you just observe for return price
Well your church might
[Chorus]
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
[KRS-One]
See I could care less if you carry a gat
You a liar brothers getting locked for that
All that olympic size pool you could drown in that
I`m a true school cat and I`m proud of that
You could see me decked out in a gown and cap
While you killin` our people with a pound of crack
What you think player, you ain`t going down for that
Your lyrics prove you ain`t looking out in fact
You a traitor and the worst kind at that
In the future your kids gonna account for that
We will never stop spittin` the facts no trouble
He forgot about the struggle, I`m bringing it back
I ain`t mad or angry or any of that
All I know is my people died so I could rap
And what we do when we spit nigga, bitch, ho, dick
We need to switch that to my brother, my sister quick
[Chorus]
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
Let`s take these rappers out, No doubt
On the streets they ain`t got no pout, No doubt
Haven`t they figured it out, No doubt
Don`t nobody like what they shout, Clear `Em Out
