Word from Our Sponsor

This is a test
 Of the Boogie Down production prevention against sucker MCs
 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
 I'm from the Bronx, Blastmaster K-R-S One
 Proving that my job ain't done until I get some
 More, no need to roar or yell
 'Cause, I can still tell what will sell
 And would have sold without yellin' over a drum roll
 That style is old
 So unfold, blossom, bloom
 You got the room, so go ahead and consume
 A new era, K-R-S One comes better
 Bite another lyric? never
 'Cause I'm too clever, however, I own my own label
 Partners with Scott La Rock, he's on the turntable
 And partner Lee Smith
 I'm exercising a true gift just to uplift
 Hip-hop, hip-hop, my voice is like a monster
 And now a word from our sponsor
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 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
 I got to start this rhyme again
 How many words can I find that rhyme and still keep in mind
 Every lyric must come out on time?
 Not many but I have plenty
 Scott La Rock sent me just to devastate anyone
 Any daughter, any son that comes my way
 Hey, you got to go the other way
 I represent my DJ, Scott LaRock, D-Nice the beat box
 I only wear Nikes, not Adidas or Reeboks
 Many people know me, yet I'm known by few
 My name is K-R-S-One, son, not two
 Or three or four or five or six
 The mix is on Scott La Rock and Scott La Rock is on the mix
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 Cool like the air we breathe
 Inhale, exhale, perpetrators will fail
 As sure as my name is Blastmaster KRS
 Sit and listen to the very essence of this tale
 From the days of prison, I have uprisen
 To my family members, I'm marked down as missing
 Listen, circumstances put me right in the street
 With the will to survive, get paid, eat and sleep
 Some weep or should I rather say, some cry
 Can't get by, so later on they die
 Because the strong will survive, the weak will perish
 Ignorance is a poison and knowledge will nourish
 I love what I got and like what I had
 I'm glad, not sad and I don't even get mad
 I get even, myself and some others I believe in
 'Cause these others are my brothas and perfection, we're achieving
 Yes, my name is K-R-S, my brother is a Rasta
 Let me pause and now a word from our sponsor