As You Already Know

Now y'all already know

I don't care who's first or who last

But even though it's a new millennium

You still got to rock this at the drop of a dime baby

F**k y'all n***az want Is it Truck well you got it

Bet this gunblast seek your chest and leave your moms brokenhearted

Get me started come up against this is you retarded

I ain't s**t on you motherf**kers yet I only farted

Take the d**est n***a from my borough that's Kris put him on my s**t

The hottest latino rapper Big Pun up on this fly s**t

G Rap the sole survivor with Truck kills all the nonsense

With Marley doin' the track it's big I mean Jurassic

Like Coke this is a classic from the cradle to the casket

Gonna blow from Bangkok to Brooklyn

Beijing to the boogie down then back to my block

Cops follow the trail that lead back to me

I'm waitin for 'em with 2 glocks blow they balls off like 2Pac

Go clutch the holy drawers can't save you

Still gonna be a holocaust Truck Turner show no remorse

Go 'head n***a floss

We gon' be around when the sun go down to rob you

Then gun you down the fo'fo' make a thunder sound

Rush in like hug the ground I'ma count to 10 don't turn around

You see my face I'ma blaze you

Lettin' in off another round and another round

'Til your family put your underground

I told you kid I lay you down

Spray you down claim your town Bronx bound

A team player don't play around

Who am I Truck Turner you're learnin' now

No matter where you from I'm the arsonist I burn it down

Don't f**k with that boy next up

Aqui

Boricua light up the mic for the symphony

Whack rappers I humiliate like half a mic in The Source

Blast you right off of the stage and engrave a butcher knife in your corpse

What'chu writin' is soft I'm Pearl Harbor war

Run up on your small empire and spray your tires like you Armor All

Who wanna brawl with the Bronx finest

Thicker force like our monster rhymers

Hate y'all B I know you hate my stee'

'Cause I'm the son of Tony you phony like fake ID

It's the S H I T you can smell it

Gun smoke makin' you choke take a toke and inhale it

Now you can feel it what Deep inside your lungs

Like hot pellets when you're shot up we supply the guns

Now where you from state your restin' zone

I'm from the BX B'lawn is where T S call home where KRS was born

Let it be known if I don't get you watch for our God

'Cause when you diss Kris you disrespectin' my squad

Put that on my mother motherf**ker

How dare you disrespect b***h

Aiyyo we comin' through with the fifth and glock rippin' shots

And hittin' blocks leavin' kids rocked put in a hidden box

Splittin' tops leave his face hot dotted like chickenpox

Cursin' cops with bloodhounds sniffin' socks sniffin' rocks

No trace get your clique rubbed your wigs plugged the s**t blood

Catch your big mug topless just like a chick with big jugs

Up in the strip club beer is a Bud no coffee

Blowtorch like auto mechanics you ordered to panic

She slaughter you bandits your daughter be planted inside the ground

More than the granite my gunshots'll make you orbit the planet

Roots of evil peepin' up all legal or illegal the four fours are lethal

Cock back the gat to pop the wheelies like Knievel

Fire shots to rented Regals

Leave all your peoples with palsy in they cerebrals

Deadly as an addicts needle let automatics reap you

Sweep you I'm sendin' you to Lucifer to keep you

Heat you nail you to the cross on top of the church's steeple

Red dots cover your face like the measles

Next up

I believe that's me

Aiyyo KRS light up the mic for the symphony

Yo yo yo b***h a*s here's a quick class

I'm the Blastmaster 'cause I blast and whip a*s this'll be over quick fast

Keep mixin' it spittin' it bendin' it

Did it like juice with gin in it ha ha jackpot we winnin' it

You talk that s**t but you really illiterate

Read your s**t like he he he teh teh teh teh

Sound out the word connect the noun with the verb

Stick with bird bird 'cause the battle's absurd

Don't let these young kids go soup that a*s up

You'll get smashed up you gassed up you puttin' that a*s up really

I don't even see you in the new millennium

I see you like on VH1 with Milli Vanilli an' them

Talkin' about what you used to have your abusive dad

Oh it's so so sad 'cause I'm just so so death defyin' mesmerizin'

Every time you say you d**e that's false advertisin' but it's not surprisin'

You lyin' you ain't no battle hog

What you got one demo against my 12 year catalog

N***a back up this is the Bronx in the house

Truck Turner KRS without a doubt

Now y'all rippin' my d**n microphone down to nothin'

Kool G Rap Big Punisher my man Truck Turner

KRS One y'all never get on my d**n microphone again

Y'all crazy get out of here beat it