"P" Is Still Free Songtext
von KRS‐One
"P" Is Still Free Songtext
Aww yeah, all ruffneck rude bwoy hold tight
Just a lil′ somethin' for the jeep
Turn my voice up a little bit and let′s get this started
Comin' to you live and direct from the 1986 version
Comin' up to 1993
Of course Premier on the beat
Now check it out
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
Ridin' one day in a ′92 Beemer
After seven years I see Denise she still a skeezer
But look what she did, she went and had a kid
No dad, and just released her ass out the rehab
You'd think she′d act like she know
No she's still a ho, but I checked my man for the show
"Hi DJ KRS"
She tried to shake her butt, I rolled my window up
She got pissed and said "You ain′t all that"
And went and got some other girl schemin' for crack
In my car, I couldn't hear what they spoke about
I hit the accelerator and I was out
I never checked my man but I knew the plan
Come to the jam MCs and they be thinkin′ they Superman
Sure enough the place is packed with no breeze
Crazy girls, and wall to wall MCs
I′m like, "I catch these MCs a fancy feast"
I'm thinkin′ of rhymes but I'm interrupted by Denise
She say, "Kris I really need a favor honey
My girlfriend here really needs some quick money"
I looked at her girlfriend and her girlfriend was fly
But I ain′t stupid, she had that look in her eye
I touched her back she said, "Denise has he got the crack?
Is he the one? I gotta run back and feed my son"
I said, "How old is your son?" She said, "Three months"
I walked away but my man cold bust the fronts
So she pulled out a gun and shot him in the party
Except for the MCs I knew everybody
She tried to let off a shot one more time
But got stung so bad she turned to wine
No one could find Denise for several weeks
You know the time, on this '93 beat
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I knew a group that had a dope lead singer
Swinger single guy, that knew his style was fly
After the show he was tired, sweaty, and kinda sloppy
But of course a million girls are in the lobby
He saw a group of girls hangin' out and lookin′ good
So he took one to his room because he knew he could
Inside the room he said, "Make love to me and never stop"
She said, "Sure, but how′s about a crack rock?"
I knew my man down the hall had it all
So he called down the hall, but homeboy wasn't there at all
He turned to the girl and said, "My man ain′t there"
So she let down her hair and zipped his pants down right there
Oral sex in effect or rather deep throat
But just before he came she bit his dick and slit his throat
As he fell back dizzy he began to choke
She took his wallet and said, "You ain't broke"
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yes Premier you know you roll hip-hop and
Yes A.G. you know you run hip-hop and
Yes Kenny boy you run hip-hop and
But KRS-One a rock it non-stop
When I′m in Brooklyn we're runnin' hip-hop
When I′m in Jersey we′re runnin' hip-hop
Over in Brazil, yes, we′re runnin' hip-hop
Over in Germany we′re runnin' hip-hop
But in New York, we′re runnin' ya tonight
In New York, we're runnin′ ya tonight
We come to rock you whether you′re black or you're white
′Cause KRS-One you know I'm never frontin′ 'cause you saw
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
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Just a lil′ somethin' for the jeep
Turn my voice up a little bit and let′s get this started
Comin' to you live and direct from the 1986 version
Comin' up to 1993
Of course Premier on the beat
Now check it out
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
Ridin' one day in a ′92 Beemer
After seven years I see Denise she still a skeezer
But look what she did, she went and had a kid
No dad, and just released her ass out the rehab
You'd think she′d act like she know
No she's still a ho, but I checked my man for the show
"Hi DJ KRS"
She tried to shake her butt, I rolled my window up
She got pissed and said "You ain′t all that"
And went and got some other girl schemin' for crack
In my car, I couldn't hear what they spoke about
I hit the accelerator and I was out
I never checked my man but I knew the plan
Come to the jam MCs and they be thinkin′ they Superman
Sure enough the place is packed with no breeze
Crazy girls, and wall to wall MCs
I′m like, "I catch these MCs a fancy feast"
I'm thinkin′ of rhymes but I'm interrupted by Denise
She say, "Kris I really need a favor honey
My girlfriend here really needs some quick money"
I looked at her girlfriend and her girlfriend was fly
But I ain′t stupid, she had that look in her eye
I touched her back she said, "Denise has he got the crack?
Is he the one? I gotta run back and feed my son"
I said, "How old is your son?" She said, "Three months"
I walked away but my man cold bust the fronts
So she pulled out a gun and shot him in the party
Except for the MCs I knew everybody
She tried to let off a shot one more time
But got stung so bad she turned to wine
No one could find Denise for several weeks
You know the time, on this '93 beat
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I knew a group that had a dope lead singer
Swinger single guy, that knew his style was fly
After the show he was tired, sweaty, and kinda sloppy
But of course a million girls are in the lobby
He saw a group of girls hangin' out and lookin′ good
So he took one to his room because he knew he could
Inside the room he said, "Make love to me and never stop"
She said, "Sure, but how′s about a crack rock?"
I knew my man down the hall had it all
So he called down the hall, but homeboy wasn't there at all
He turned to the girl and said, "My man ain′t there"
So she let down her hair and zipped his pants down right there
Oral sex in effect or rather deep throat
But just before he came she bit his dick and slit his throat
As he fell back dizzy he began to choke
She took his wallet and said, "You ain't broke"
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yes Premier you know you roll hip-hop and
Yes A.G. you know you run hip-hop and
Yes Kenny boy you run hip-hop and
But KRS-One a rock it non-stop
When I′m in Brooklyn we're runnin' hip-hop
When I′m in Jersey we′re runnin' hip-hop
Over in Brazil, yes, we′re runnin' hip-hop
Over in Germany we′re runnin' hip-hop
But in New York, we′re runnin' ya tonight
In New York, we're runnin′ ya tonight
We come to rock you whether you′re black or you're white
′Cause KRS-One you know I'm never frontin′ 'cause you saw
The girlies is free ′cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
I said the girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah
Boogie Down Productions
Boogie Down Productions
Boogie Down Productions
Boogie Down Productions
Boogie Down Productions
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