KRS-One — Medu-neter

[Verse 1] Real spitters out there hold tight (Yeah) Heaven sent me evidently Positive lyrics ever ready Spirit charged, never empty Devils charms can never tempt me The level they on could never dent me The enterprise could never rent me Keep the drive without the Bentley I-N-N-O-C-E-N-T Truth is hard but I speak it gently Squeeze my shit 'til the clip is empty Demons and angels, they all protect me Goblins, goons they all respect me Walk in the room with the instrumentals Superior MC skills essential Spit with a hit quick I was meant to Trump your card and intellect you I got drive, I will wreck you Band on the fact, rappers I will check you Disrespect you, disconnect you Bring the tech to you and who you next to Say what you want yo I don't care My crew charge in like da-da-da-da Now you laying on the floor over there As you can see all the raw right here You would have seen it if I toured last year But that's ok I bring it all in here Strictly queens, no whores in here And got King Negus all in here Ain't no beggars, we all got gear Lions, chewing up the goats and the deers You don't want truth, close your ears God, the devils supposed to fear [Chorus] Speak Medu-neter no less yes Medu-neter no less yes Medu-neter no less yes Just speak medu-neter no less Speak medu-neter, speak medu-neter [Verse 2] This that raw from the culture corp You want that raw shit, we got some more Come inside, lock the door Some of y'all never heard hip-hop before So here we go yo, the truth is short Rappers be frauds like Manafort You can see they amateurs He ain't David, what you holding their banner for David Banner, that's my boy I can't wait for the day that we back on tour Back to the raw, my skills are better Rap so sick I hope you're feeling better Resurrector They spit rap, I spit medu-neter Medu-neter Lyrical ruler holding a scepter You diss love, love's gonna get you Temple of hip-hop that's the school I don't wanna learn, that's a fool Ignorance, that ain't cool I'm flowing, get in the pool We teach the golden rule, while they hold a tool The platinum rule while they act a fool God is the headliner So ignorance KRS-One is coming after you Straight blasting you not asking you Then pray over the body like a pastor do To hell they dragging you You front so hard you can't even look in back of you Your history is gone but this is what I came to do Bring it back to you You know we devour cowards When these rappers talk we are not empowered All they do is shout it They ain't master the P, they ain't 'bout it 'bout it I mastered the power and I'm proud about it This cypher is getting crowded Uh huh Uh huh Yeah [Chorus] Speak Medu-neter no less yes Medu-neter no less yes Medu-neter no less yes Just speak medu-neter no less Speak medu-neter, speak medu-neter [Verse 3] Ok Look Street runner, feet pumper Everything hip-hop we cover Some of these rappers are in a deep slumber KRS-One, he will hover Over nearly everyone, you never seen a better one I'm crazy with the letters son, you dealing with a veteran I'm fly like a pelican, I reign 'til I'm wet again I'm always a gentleman, 'till I put the venom in And I'm in, what you hearing now is the melanin You can see now by stars who the better man Temple of hip-hop, culture develop and Peace, love and unity we sending them Some of these dudes [?] So in the interim we hit 'em with the minimal Alpha omega, beginning and ending them Raw shit, we gonna keep hitting them