[Intro: KRS-One]
In the begining, it was WHBI

[Chorus: G. Simone]
Just let it flow
Do what you know
To get you in tha mood
Just let it flow
Do what you know
To get you in tha mood

[Verse 1: KRS-One]
Check it, now!
Back up on the set KRS is on the mic kid
I rock the black and white kid, smash that ass and you fly kid
No need to hype it but KRS-One's the one who pipe's it
These lyrical freestyles meanwhile you're gettin' excited
Quickery, inginiery, over my delivery I'm glittery
I'm rhyming against biggetry while you're giving me
Ignorance, incompetence, inexperience!
I'm not hearing it! I battle with expedience and obedience
You macking the ingredients, Hip-Hop you're not being it!
You're trying it, my whole style right now you're I and it
I'll take ya dark demo and put the sky in it
You say you're dope, but like an Elvis Presly CD I ain't buying it
[Interlude: KRS-One]
Tell me the relevance of money without intelligence?
There is none, experience equals wisdom
MC's I flick them, lyric lick them
Trick them, kick them, ha ha-ha, stick them

[Verse 2: KRS-One]
Yeah! Yo!
Now every time I kick this style that get you open
I remind I rhymes yeah I know you opened
For something more gifted uplifted, topical
If it's possible [?] rocking you, let me give it to you logical
Give it up is what you got to do like a bad habit
To battle KRS you need battle skills and magic
See this talus mineral around my neck can try to grab it
But remember: I don't write rhymes, I write classics
You can get your ass kicked, get back up in ya strolla
KRS-One is seven dope albums older
The holder of a boulder, you want a fresh style? Let me show ya
We will be here forever, I told ya

[Chorus: G. Simone]
Just let it flow
Do what you know
To get you in tha mood
Just let it flow
Do what you know
To get you in tha mood
[Verse 3: KRS-One]
Watch me now, wa-watch me now
Wa-watch me now Glock me now, you be looking sloppy now
Drop me how? Rock me how? You can't even stop me now
Watcha really thinking bout when you wanna think it out?
When I'm bout to bring it out the terror that I sing a bout?
If you do the crime then you must do the time and
If you kick a rhyme and its wack thats your behind and
Don't be blinded looking this way 'cause you'll be fine dead
My career going up-hill while yours declining
I'm the bomb on foot K-1 land mind
Bumping to this you will shatter same time
These rappers be blind, they simply forget
That I'm the god of rap and my pride, study the rhyme

[Bridge: G.Simone & KRS-One]
(Yeah, if you're feelin' what we're feeeling)
Just let it flow
Do what you know
(Malcolm McLaren rocks [?] mostly)
To get you in tha mood
(KRS-One keeps it toasty, haha, what)
Just let it flow
(Bigging up the supreme team)
Do what you know
(All college radio DJ's, all underground mixtape DJ's)
To get you in tha mood
Rock on, yeah-yeah
(Mad shoutout from New York City to the world
Word up to the world kid
To the world, to the world)