Ya Know The Rules

Boogie Down Productions

[D Nice]



Aiyyo aiyyo Kris they know the rules



Hahahahaha yeah ya don't stop (say what?)



A ya don't stop (BDP in the house) a ya don't stop



(Check it out check it out...Yo D!)



Yo bust it yo yo Kris hold on



Let me give a shout out to some people aight bust it



A Scott LaRock and ya don't stop



A Sammy B and ya don't stop



A Mister Cee and ya don't stop



A Cool V and ya don't stop



Evil E, and ya don't stop



A Easylee, and ya don't stop



A DJ Scratch, and ya don't stop



A Spinderella, and ya don't stop



Jam Master Jay, and ya don't stop



A PA Mase, and ya don't stop



So yo Kris, my mellow my man yo



Get on the mic and do the best you can



Verse One: KRS



Well, the teacher comes to you, in effect



From a different style, a whole different sect



I inject, force and intellect



When I hit the mic, suckers hit the deck



I come correct and practice what I preach



I don't pimp you or rule you I teach



Come through the doors and slap up whores



Ordering them to put back on their drawers



Cause, I run their pimp



When I leave he leaves with a limp



Shrimp, I got the tartar sauce



Never underestimate the power of the force



of the intellectual KRS-One



I don't think yet my job is done, because



I stand alone while others have to verify



Just why they are thought to be fly



Makin the public believe that they are way up in the sky



Sort of like a rap superguy



But I, horrify and terrify the super duper rap guy



Because you're SOFT as a lullaby



While they sit on their throne lookin



Well I'm walkin in the streets of Brooklyn



Or Harlem and Queens and Bronx and



I'm even out there walkin in Compton



Cause everywhere BDP is schoolin



So anywhere, KRS is coolin



I'm not foolin, cause no, I'm not a fool



Don't act stupid boy, you know the rules



[D-Nice]



Word, aiyyo Kris, they act like they don't know the rules



But yo, I tell you what



Yo get on the mic and tell em what makes up KRS-One



YaknowhatI'msayin? Huh, and ya don't stop



Verse Two: KRS



Yo, from off the sidewalk I grab the mic and talk



Born nineteen-sixty-five in the state of New York



My name is Kris Parker, KRS-One for short



I slap up crews and rock parties for sport



Lived on the streets about eight years straight



There I got my education and learned to debate



So when I pick up the microphone I know what I'm sayin



Education doesn't come from simply obeyin



the curriculum, of the school criteria



In fact what I learned I found inferior



I'm not a Muslim but I do support them



My Father in heaven taught me and taught them



I'm not a Christian, but I won't diss em



I'm not a Jew, I don't practice Judaism



I'm not a Buddhist, but Buddha'