Wooh, oh

Yo Rick, what you saying?

Knock 'em out the box Kris, out the box Kris

Yeah, I'm spitting truth, ain't nothing fancy

Fake I can't be, with this microphone I'm handy

Radio and video bans me, they can't stand me

I'm the opposite of these hoes dancing in panties

Truth seeker, I write for people, not a Grammy

The true Teacha, teaching about ancestors and family

The proof seeker, bringing evidence, not the fallacy

The new leader, bringing solutions to the insanity

This strategy avoid calamity and tragedy

Do not let technology run off with your humanity

I deal with reality, not Lemon or Hannity

This is why most of these rappers are not matching me

It's a catastrophe that got you looking at a screen

And the screen is showing you scenes of what your culture means

As for society and poverty, drug dealers and fiends

These ain't the images that tell you what your culture means

Rappers like KRS-One are nowhere on the scene

They promote rappers that contradict Dr. King's Dream

These acts are deliberate, they're part of the same scheme

Cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream

This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Straight and narrow or you will not last

Slick Rick told y'all, goodnight

Knock 'em out the box Kris, out the box Kris

Knock 'em out the box Kris, Kris already got this

This is what Hip Hop is, spitting my synopsis

A sellout? I am not this, pull out and cop this

Revolutionary topic right over the hot shit

Video is for your optics, that's why you watch it

But it can become hypnotic if you cannot stop it

Your mind, you must unlock it from their phony topics

Focus on the truth, with proof, use your logic

Words are like purpose, character, you got it?

Or got 'em, invisible forces, can you spot 'em?

The blind continues to lead the blind to the bottom

Destroying their cities like Gomorrah and Sodom

I rock 'em with truth 'cause Knowledge Reigns Supreme

Cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream

This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Straight and narrow or you will not last

Slick Rick told y'all, goodnight

Knock 'em out the box Kris, out the box Kris

Out the box Kris, like a stone I rock this

The beginner just eating dinner, no, I am not this

I take it back to Schoolly D and Super Lover Cee

Steady B, I'm Three Times Dope or dope times three

You know me, I ain't stutter

Why do you think they never promote

The original culture they putting us under?

We all know the truth about Hip Hop and what it really is

But we sit and settle for what they peddle to little kids

I'm piping like a kettle, this mental man will flip your lid

Take it back to when we used to rap and DJs zig-a-zig

When you reverse evil, believe me people you really live

Help, love or witnessing wealth, that's what I'm here to give

No, I do not think of myself, I think of these future kids

Everything we doing today will determine how they live

Many DJs cutting and mixing, but they ain't playing nothing

Many rappers, ripping and rapping, but they ain't saying nothing

Corporate yelling, "Black Lives Matter!" but they stay fronting

That's why this Black Lives Rapper he keeps in way bumping

It ain't nothing, no assumptions, just facts

It seems Knowledge is Reigning Supreme and that's that

Bring it back, rappers rapping like we ain't under attack

They traders and our neighbors, which makes it doubly wack

Look at that, while these corny ass rappers serving their fiends

Cop shot the kid, I still hear him scream

This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Straight and narrow or you will not last

Slick Rick told y'all, goodnight

Knock 'em out the box Kris, out the box Kris

Out the box Kris

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Knock Em Out

KRS-One

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