[krs one] + [somebody beatboxing] 
Let me tell you bout a crew i know [ba bum bum] 
Called boogie down productions and they steal the show [ba bum bum] 
With dj scott larock and krs one 
[ba bum  ba ba bum  ba bum ba bum bababababababababa] 
With d nice you know the job is done 
And i know [boom ba bum] oh yes i know [ba boom ba bum] 
I know because i'm krs one  yo check this out 
[beatbox continues in the background] 
[krs-one] 
Breath control.. here's an example 
I appeal, to the +criminal minded+ 
You can't find it, boy you're still blinded 
Why don't you open your eyes and stop dissin 
Get a prescription to listen 
Sit in the class and ask real fast about a fresh rap 
You're gettin left back, set back, kept back 
Get back, i don't accept that material 
Your rhymes are artificially flavored like cereal 
I like clarity, so when you come here 
Speak clear and concise and then i might give 
A little slack to.. nah, wait - i take that back 
If you're wack, i'll slap, fuck that! 
Boogie down productions back, simply cause we never left 
The radical sounds of krs 
What a mess, to roll up and then 'fess 
Wild guess huh, you thought you were the best? 
But - yup yup - as it always turns out 
You get burned out, your rhymes just run out 
I immediately come out, boomin dope and 
Don't provoke, you're walkin a very thin rope 
Not even rope, the word i'm lookin for is string 
When i sing, i sing to try and bring 
Enlightenment, yet the suckers be bitin it 
Radio's fightin it, the fans be likin it 
Your face i'm wipin it, cause your mouth is dirty 
You're unworthy to think that you can serve me 
You heard me? these styles are universal 
You need rehearsal, wait, first i'll 
Beef up the system, rhyth, rhymin, timin, climbin 
Then realizing 
As producer of this dope record huh 
I think it's time we break for a second 
Breath control.. 
[krs-one] 
That's it, that's it, that's it 
Break is over, back to the track 
Resume attack, on the crews that are wack 
We don't lack, i mean, we don't like 
The played out styles when we're rockin the mic 
The radical rebel at level fifteen 
The amp only goes to ten, you know what i mean? 
As it seems, it seems that you're doomed 
Yes i'll boom and consume the whole room 
Not a part, not a fraction or a sum 
But all, capital krs-one 
B-d-b-d-b-d-b-d-p 
Takin mc's out constantly! 
Because you're no big deal, you're no big wheel 
You steal, come before me and kneel but 
I'm not a king, i'm not a queen, i'm not a ace 
I'm not a jack, i'm not a mc or a playboy 
And i just ain't wack 
I feel that you should get an understanding 
You might be jamming, but krs-one is slamming 
Hypothetically, or in reality 
Takin you out, is a small technicality 
Rhymes like these, or rhymes like this one 
Comes in handy, while i diss some 
Soft silly low budget sucker like yourself 
I got the style you need, in my house on the shelf 
Labelled, sucker boy style 
I like to do it every once in a while..