Lyrics KRS–One – You Ain’t Got Time
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To have once been a criminal, there’s no disgrace
To remain a criminal, is the disgrace (that’s right)
Politics is a pile of tricks
Eight years, what do we get out of it?
More dumb rappers, and dumb athletes and actors
My name’s revolution, open your eyes
I’m not on TV, cuz the revolution will not be televised
They telling lies, we better rise and get a plan
The US President? He’s endorsed by the clan
Damn
You don’t understand what’s going on?
Slavery coming back and most of y’all just gonna go along
Not me, they ain’t veiling me
You can see, I ain’t vote for the president or Hillary
America tryin’ to put the fear in ya
They the reason for the fake war there in Syria
So when I grab the mic, I spit a full-clip
Wake up, you ain’t got time for this bullshit
To have once been a criminal, there’s no disgrace (that’s right)
To remain a criminal, is the disgrace (that’s right)
To have once been a criminal, there’s no disgrace (that’s right)
To remain a criminal, is the disgrace (that’s right)
This what the boom bap sound do
Since way back in the Bronx, I had a sound view
If you hearin’ this, the truth, it just found you
I’m in his town, her town, your town too
Man, I stay ahead like a crown do
Look around you
Knowledge reigns supreme, this is what it comes down to
KRS ain’t about frontin’, let me tell you somethin’
We need unity at all cost, or everything is all lost
These lessons are hard, that tweeter shit is so soft
Brothers killing brothers killing brothers with the sawed off
No remorse, brothers are hauled off up north
We off course, believe in the hype
Honesty, we ignore; but that deceiving, we like
These rappers are corny, but you like «He aight»
You lyin’ from the pulpit
You ain’t got time for this bullshit
To have once been a criminal, there’s no disgrace (that’s right)
To remain a criminal, is the disgrace (that’s right)
To have once been a criminal, there’s no disgrace (that’s right)
To remain a criminal, is the disgrace (that’s right)
I formerly was a criminal. I formerly was imprisoned, I’m not ashamed of that
You never can use that over my head. And—that—He’s usin’ the wrong stick, I don’t feel that stick
