paroles de chanson "P" Is Still Free - KRS-One
Ah
yeah,
all
ruffneck
rudebwoy
hold
tight
Just
a
little
somethin'
for
the
Jeep
Turn
my
voice
up
a
little
bit,
let's
get
this
started
Comin'
to
you
live
and
direct
from
the
1986
version,
comin'
up
to
1993
Of
course,
Premier
on
the
beat,
now
check
it
out
The
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
I
said
the
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
Ridin'
one
day
in
a
'92
Beamer
After
seven
years
I
seen
Denise
she
still
a
skeezer
But
look
what
she
did,
she
went
and
had
a
kid,
no
dad
And
just
released
her
ass
out
the
rehab
You
think
she'd
act
like
she
don't
know
She's
still
a
hoe
but
I'm
checkin'
my
man
for
the
show
Hi,
DJ
KRS
She
tried
to
shake
her
butt,
I
rolled
my
window
up
She
got
pissed
and
said,
"You
ain't
all
that"
And
went
and
got
some
other
girl
schemin'
for
crack
In
my
car,
I
couldn't
hear
what
they
spoke
about
I
hit
the
accelerator
and
I
was
out
I
never
check
my
man
but
I
knew
the
plan
Come
to
the
jam
MC's
in
there
be
thinkin'
they
Superman
Sure
enough,
the
place
is
packed
with
no
breeze
Crazy
girls
and
wall
to
wall
MC's
I'm
like
a
cat
these
MC's
are
Fancy
Feast
I'm
thinkin'
of
rhymes
but
I'm
interrupted
by
Denise
She
said,
"Kris,
I
really
need
a
favor,
honey
My
girlfriend
here
really
needs
some
quick
money"
I
looked
at
her
girlfriend
and
her
girlfriend
was
fly
But
I
ain't
stupid,
she
had
that
look
in
her
eye
I
touched
her
back,
she
said,
"Denise
has
he
got
the
crack?
Is
he
the
one?
I
gotta
run
back
and
feed
my
son"
I
said,
"How
old
is
your
son?"
She
said,
"Three
months"
I
walked
away
but
my
man
cold
bust
her
fronts
So
she
pulled
out
a
gun
and
shot
him
in
the
party
Except
for
the
MC's,
I
knew
everybody
She
tried
to
let
off
a
shot,
one
more
time
But
got
stomped
so
bad,
she
turned
to
whine
No
one
could
find
Denise
for
several
weeks
You
know
the
time
on
this
'93
beat
The
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
I
said
the
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
I
knew
a
group
that
had
a
dope
lead
singer
Swinger,
single
guy,
that
knew
his
style
was
fly
After
the
show
he
was
tired
sweaty
and
kinda
sloppy
But
of
course,
a
million
girls
are
in
the
lobby
He
saw
a
group
of
girls
hangin'
out
and
lookin'
good
So
he
took
one
to
his
room
because
he
knew
he
could
Inside
the
room
he
said,
"Make
love
to
me
and
never
stop"
She
said,
"Sure,
but
how's
about
a
crack
rock?"
I
knew
my
man
down
the
hall
had
it
all
So
he
called,
down
the
hall
but
homeboy
wasn't
there
at
all
He
turned
to
the
girl
and
said,
"My
man
ain't
there"
So
she
let
down
her
hair,
unzipped
his
pants
down
right
there
Oral
sex
in
effect
or
rather
deep
throat
But
just
before
he
came
she
bit
his
dick
and
slit
his
throat
As
he
fell
back
dizzy,
he
began
to
choke
She
took
his
wallet
and
said,
"You
ain't
broke"
The
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
I
said
the
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah,
oh
yeah
Yes,
Premier
you
know
you
rule
hip-hop
An'
yes,
Ced
Gee
you
know
you
run
hip-hop
An'
yes,
Kenny
bwoy
you
run
hip-hop
An'
but
KRS-One'll
rock
it
non-stop
When
I'm
in
Brooklyn,
we
rulin'
hip-hop
When
I'm
in
Jersey,
we
runnin'
hip-hop
Over
in
Brazil
yes,
we
rulin'
hip-hop
Over
in
Germany,
we
rulin'
hip-hop
But
in
New
York,
we
rulin'
y'all
tonight
badda-bye-bye-bye
In
New
York,
we
rulin'
y'all
tonight
We
come
to
rock
you
whether
you
black
or
you
white
'Cause
KRS-One,
you
know
I'm
never
frank,
come
catch
the
style
The
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
I
said
the
girlies
is
free
'cause
the
crack
cost
money,
oh
yeah
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