Lyrical Warfare KRS-One Diss
[Intro]
Waz up Kris-Shna?
Now you didn't think I was going to let you
Get away with that shit did you?, haaaaa, you stupid motherfucker

We are now engaged in lyrical warfare
All within your proximity best beware
Cause they might end up catching some rappin shrapnel
Yoooo

[Verse One]
This ain't no what happened to you?, Oh man I miss you
MF Grimm type of shit
Just lettin the world know You were always a bitch
At least Doom has a mask, Your just a two faced hiphopycrite
Talkin like your A scholar when ya spit
Good story Larry now tell me How bout this
Duckin the I...R...S, owe em' bout Half-a-mil
No wonder you be smokin stress, thats real
Dirt weed blazin', chubby chasin
Stayin at the days Inn motherfucker
Your whole career was built upon lies
Wouldn't be surprised if ya do have Al Queda ties
Mr. Brown Taliban, claim he African
But never been to the homeland
Sometime he act Jamaican man
Stay fakin like A'Kon, Yo I'm gone
Like ya pops
It must of really fucked up ya Moms
A few more babies from a couple different daddies
Her name is Jackie but I call her Glad Diss
Waz up Kris-Shna?
Krishna, Krishna, Ka-Ka-Krishna One...(One)
What happened to the peace love, unity and
{"Beating White Boys
I Love Beating White Boys!": KRS-One}

[Verse Two]
Yo Krisoney ain't got the cajones
He used to be my homie until He phoned me
Talkin some crazy ass shit, True colors were Revealed
The boy lies and steals
Plus his heart is filled with hate, In other words he's fake
Just like some silicone titties
Who really be out rhymin for the inner city?
When we was in Orlando and you were up on the podium frontin
I was out walkin the hood smokin blunts kid
This cat tried to Warn me, He seen it right then and there
I just thought he Was drunk and belligerent
Talkin shit, but lookin back the guy Made some sense
If ya were really for the people you would be out Here with them
Not inside just talkin
On the path of Righteousness I'm still walkin
You got stuck along time ago on Yourself
I think this dude who call himself the Teacha really needs Some help
Man, Who you foolin? It ain't me you schoolin
Just all yall so Called students
You say Join the movement, but the movement ain't Movin'
Other then physical locations cause you couldn't pay the rent
Lets get really real with it
Made a bunch of promises you never Meant to keep
Funkin with Funky, you might as well find the tallest Building you can and leap
Swan dive yourself into the pavement, You Fuckin racist piece of shit
For all yall out there who don't wanna Be took
Ya want the full story then go buy the book
Its a Collective summary of the year I spent rollin with this crook
I Understand that some of my hiphoppas don't like to read
Thank God That I rock beats
I can only do so much over tracks
More serious Then steady b when I'm stating the facts
But still shoot a bitch cop In the face like Cool C if it came to the haps
[repeat 4X]
Krishna, Krishna, Ka-Ka-Krishna One...(One)