This is the trip, this is the last trip CXT KRS-One, boogie down, Town
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A age hip-hop superhero
I wanna block with and brass knuckles A pocket full of weed and a belt buckle Space age rage to rattle your Runnin' amok as we up the stage
Taking hip-hop to a whole new 8-0-8 bass over twisted Shifty, the rebel, A mac with a pull act a Excalibur
MC's with my vocal algebra We got new for you For you to take your ass and it too Hit to lose it to, it's that crew
you on a ride to the other side, check it Bar codes on freaks programmed for freak Black of lost souls let the story be told Rock a B-boys stance, 'cause it's time to
I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age superhero 'Cause I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age hip-hop
If you ever want to what time it is Compared to time it isn't you hear KRS in the house Just run and get our
'Cause when you come the jam The party be kickin' All the Wic Wacs and DJ's in the Jealous, it get so
Now CXT are cool guys Still gettin' without no ties At least no jack and I can't it When you gonna ask the why?
I liked workin' at Mickey D's All my I got B's and C's with the crew called BDP Shifty, E.P.I.C now you be
I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age hip-hop
Put you mind matter gather 'round the sound Yeah, gather the sound It don't get better, gather 'round the Come on, gather 'round the
Put you mind over gather 'round the sound Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better, 'round the sound Come on, we gather 'round the
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop
I at light speed through space and time With a boom box of and a book of rhymes kinetic, I just don't get it These fools want to but their rhymes are pathetic
The Epic, digital The mega sound of a hard drive bits Written ground, Crazy Town rock so hard You'll go berserk with the sound that travels the universe
Ill thoughts disperse we're the first and High class, white trash rollin' a hover craft In strange days the ways Because the norm but it's far from the When we perform, it
B-boys some noise, get connected Respect it, you should the unexpected B-girl reping at the front of the I'm a bad ass B-boy two O
'Cause I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age hip-hop I'm a bad ass two triple O A space age superhero
Dope thoughts come when I hear a Drum a bass transforms the level of the street And the lyrics boulevard yo, I'm the baddest Beach front punks they I'm the raddest to hit ever since L.S.D.
Hallucinate while I I bring to the table When I rock, there is not a for it Critics adore it as it gets
Your wrist slit when I make suicidal On your brain, I induce pain, so I'm Hell bent you like acid rain Extraordinarily, I specialize
In body rappin' and mackin' Two triple O, I came to get down with my Crazy we came to get down Yes, yes we came to get down
I'm a bad ass B-boy two O A space age superhero
Put you mind matter, gather 'round the sound Yeah, 'gather 'round the It don't get better 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the
Put you over matter, gather 'round the sound Yeah, 'round the sound It don't get better gather 'round the Come on, 'round the sound
CXT, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Kill 'em all, 'em all, kill 'em all This is the last trip, this is the last Work, work,
C'mon, Make it hard