We in There

Yeah. ahh, back to that old shit!
 For all you FAKE-ass teachers out there
 Aiyyo Kris. break this shit up!
 (KRS-One)
 The type of lyrical terrorism I present
 Educates people, at the same time pays my rent
 You've been hearin me now for the past twelve semesters
 When the suckers stepped up, I had to use the drastic measures
 I know you want to step to me kid!
 But you're thinkin, "Damn, Kris is kinda big!"
 Plus he rolls wit a crew that don't care
 And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
 From your eye drops a tear
 I don't play that shit, I play that hit
 Your whole gangsta image is not legit
 You heard Criminal Minded, and bit the whole shit
 Now if I punch you in your face I'd be wrong
 Don't even think about battling with a song
 You'll be gone, your career ain't strong enough to call my bluff
 You ain't rough, you ain't tough, you'll be handcuffed
 With your ribcage crushed
 Naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks
 You know my FUCKIN name
 Blastmaster KRS is thinkin LONG range!
 Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (repeat 4X)
 (KRS-One)
 They are in there, like you'll soon be in prison
 (You await and this is faggot, your ass you'll be given)
 Who you kiddin? You're only tryin to rock a party
 You ain't really down to shoot nobody
 So why you frontin? Sayin from the cops you be runnin
 In jail in a pair of panties you look just stunning
 You pop all that wannabe shit on vinyl
 Until your ass is bein pumped by some faggot named Lionel
 In jail you ain't got respect
 You a fairy, I'll be takin your commisary
 And the picture of your sister, mister
 As seamy as Pee-Wee Herman, I ain't trying to diss her
 This ain't no bullshit game and I ain't changed
 I'm just thinkin LONG range
 People died so I can rhyme.
 you think I'm gonna grab the mic and waste my nation's time?
 Step up with that weak shit
 You're psychologically, historically, and spiritually sick
 Plus you're on my dick
 Changin the subject, your rhyme style ain't correct
 You know my FUCKIN name!
 Blastmaster KRS is thinking LONG range!
 Yeah we in there, yeah yeah (*repeats*)
 KRS. Kenny Parker. Willie D. from Long Island
 Heather B. Ska-Danks.
 D-Square. Sidney Mills.
 Ha-ohhhh. go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn!
 Go Bronx! (Go Brooklyn, go Brooklyn!)
 The Bronx! Yell Southside Bronx!
 Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx!
 Southside Bronx! Southside Bronx!
 Southside Bronx, ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!