KRS-One — I Aint Leavin

[Verse 1: KRS-One] In the hearts of the people you could see my face Cause at any club they know how I leave the place (How you leavin' em?) Sweaty yet ready reaching higher for more My purpose is to inspire the poor So I fire it raw, the others be out for fame Yet Knowledge Reigns Supreme, that's a household name (They is hot!) I doubt they gain I'm true school like Kurtis, I'll blow out they flame (and they know it!) They may say the crown, they can hold it But when I'm in the spot, they dare not show it Cause they're not poets, exactly that All they rap for is lust and them platinum plaques KRS comes after that This that masterful emcee, I'm from a blast masterful cat Holding a class in the back It's obviously I mastered rap, I'm blasting 'em back [Hook: Triune] I live for the love of the game I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain Nineteen years strong been touching their brains I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin' [Verse 2: KRS-One] My whole life is different, high school I skipped it Right around fifteen I knew that I was gifted Self-taught home school specific Simplistic, my characteristic holistic, a mystic Everything to me is encrypted Imbued with the same wind energy that be flowing from my spirit Those that have ears to hear, hear it There's no excuse if there's a free library and you don't go near it Me I seek the truth, others they fear it They living in the mansions, I'm living in the spirit That negativity, I will clear it That productivity, I will share it with all who will hear it You see now that I exist and can never be told That hip-hop was about silver and gold With the mic I hold or held I try to elevate beyond whatever soul or cell Yo I sound odd but you know about that camel That needle the rich man in the kingdom of God Bring the real, many bring the façade Them bells in your head, yeah I'm ringing them hard [Hook: Triune] I live for the love of the game I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain Nineteen years strong been touching their brains I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin' [Verse 3: Propaganda] Operation defacement, face it Perfect word placement chase it, wait Catch one incident of intimate images and word Get comfortable, a ton of bull is held at bay Keep your ear to the street, peep footsoldier and I told you When mixtape hit the street, it's curb and concrete Beat beast, heat feast, don't speak, hold heat Holy though he better let it Better get it offer I'm taking position Young listen Nice as five high-speed chase to ditch cases Cali give it three strikes, I might give you four Bars to get it right, I check the mic in the floor You ain't bold enough to hold enough Flow ain't cold enough Fool I sho nuff showed up to blow that show up Shoulderin' a brain quicker than DSL modems When I touch down, I raid your town [Hook: Triune] I live for the love of the game I spit, I reign through the struggle and pain Nineteen years strong been touching their brains I ain't leavin', I ain't leavin'