Breath Control (Live In Paris, France - 1990)

[KRS One] + [somebody beatboxing] 

Let me tell you bout a crew I know [ba BUM BUM] 

Called Boogie Down Productions and they steal the show [ba BUM BUM] 

With DJ Scott LaRock and KRS One 

[ba bum  ba ba bum  ba bum ba bum bababababababababa] 

With D Nice you know the job is done 

and I know [boom ba bum] oh yes I know [ba boom ba bum] 

I know because I'm KRS One  yo check this out 



[beatbox continues in the background] 



[KRS-One] 

Breath control.. here's an example 

I appeal, to the +Criminal Minded+ 

You can't find it, boy you're still blinded 

Why don't you open your eyes and stop DISSIN 

Get a prescription to listen 

Sit in the class and ask real fast about a FRESH RAP 

You're gettin left back, set back, kept back 

Get back, I don't accept that material 

Your rhymes are artificially flavored like cereal 

I like clarity, so when you come here 

speak clear and concise and then I might give 

a little slack to.. nah, wait - I take that back 

If you're wack, I'll slap, FUCK THAT! 

Boogie Down Productions back, simply cause we never left 

the radical sounds of KRS 

What a mess, to roll up and then 'fess 

Wild guess huh, you thought you were the best? 

But - yup yup - as it always turns out 

You get burned out, your rhymes just run out 

I immediately come out, BOOMIN dope and 

don't provoke, you're walkin a very thin rope 

Not even rope, the word I'm lookin for is string 

When I sing, I sing to try and bring 

enlightenment, yet the suckers be bitin it 

Radio's fightin it, the fans be likin it 

Your face I'm wipin it, cause your mouth is dirty 

You're unworthy to THINK that you can serve me 

You heard me? These styles are universal 

You need rehearsal, wait, first I'll 

beef up the system, rhyth, rhymin, timin, climbin 

Then realizing 

As producer of this dope record huh 

I think it's time we break for a second 



Breath control.. 



[KRS-One] 

That's it, that's it, that's it 

Break is over, back to the track 

Resume attack, on the crews that are wack 

We don't lack, I mean, we don't like 

the played out styles when we're rockin the mic 

The radical rebel at level fifteen 

The amp only goes to ten, you know what I mean? 

As it seems, it seems that you're doomed 

Yes I'll boom and consume the WHOLE room 

Not a part, not a fraction or a sum 

but ALL, capital KRS-One 

be	-D-be	-D-be	-D-be	-D-P 

Takin MC's out constantly! 

Because you're no big deal, you're no big wheel 

You steal, come before me and kneel but 

I'm not a king, I'm not a queen, I'm not a ace 

I'm not a jack, I'm not a MC or a playboy 

and I just ain't wack 

I feel that you should get an understanding 

You might be jamming, but KRS-One is slamming 

Hypothetically, or in reality 

Takin you out, is a SMALL technicality 

Rhymes like these, or rhymes like THIS ONE 

comes in handy, while I diss some 

soft silly low budget sucker like yourself 

I got the style you need, in my house on the shelf 

labelled, sucker boy style 

I like to do it every once in a while..