One of my favorite KRS-One rhymes. Recorded live in May ’07 at the Hip-Hop Lives release show. Link
My crew thicker than yours
Raps flow quicker than yours
Cars much slicker than yours
Y’all think you’re pimps but really, they the real bitches and whores
Yeah bitches cause most of these thugs is cowards
Corporate America selling their ass and they allow it
That’s a whore, ain’t no doubt about it
You can talk that shit, they can even shout out
But the truth is they ain’t free
That’s why they’re selling us out everyday like BET
When I was on the plantation known as Jive
I did about seven albums on how to survive
I spit my shit with no fear
That’s why they got rid of me and signed Britney Spears
None of them know the truth
But they criticizing Kris when we holding proof?
Damn shorty, they won’t even make it to forty
And if they do, they’ll be cleaning up for them Saudis
Or them Saudis or maybe the new Chinese
In ten years, they won’t even be MCs
Most of them cats that spit and act nice
They’ll be in the back cooking wings and fried rice
