Walking Away - KRS-One

Rolling with the kings from my town

I know a couple niggas think I sorta lost my ground

Them niggas from my circle tryna square me outta line

Cus they said its kinda funny that I let you niggas shine

You see I’m tripple beaming I be looking pac and biggie so competing with you

niggas is like tiggers fucking kittens

You little stupid virgins get me turnt at every turn

But I ain’t tripping

The war I fight is for my soul

Speaking of souls

You stupid ass kissers

You’ll fucking ride a pole

Just to get recognition from a nigga hailed by toads

You 15 minutes rappers

You Rush for fame and blow

After one hit you cant reload and in a blink youre old

We seen them bobby shmudas

Remember Coco

Some came to play

Some came to stay

So pick your lane and go

No mixing hot with cold

Ain’t got no time for hoes

Just check my exes

Not a single girl in there look cold

Just pick your boo

Cuz me

Ino see you

Black Notes

is being cooked

I’m telling you Rec is ready to fucking switch up the groove

Like Jigga at 26

The blueprint is fully fit

And yea we stayed legit (Dee)

All them gimmicks and faking but in real life youre so bitter

Ive seen so many couples getting torn from all the standards

If he’s bae

You know he’s bae

So why you lead by if we date?

It’s just a hash tag

Oh God just get a life

I aint got time for that shid

I’m busy cooking up my sound

A year after my tape

And I’m

now making a sound

Just wait on Rec’s tape

Yea the gods/god's in town

So Tell the world we coming

So tell the world we coming

When you rocking all your shows

You could tell the world We coming

Just tell the world We coming.