FilesTube  Groups  Video  Games  Lyrics  Software  More
Help | You are not logged in Log in | Sign up

Browse by band : 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Lyrics » Letter : K » Artist : KRS-One » Heartbeat Lyrics

Lyrics options

Rate it :
0 votes

Views : 1094
Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.
Search for Heartbeat in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.
Search for Heartbeat on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

Heartbeat by KRS-Oneالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Heartbeat by KRS-One

     

Translate lyrics into:
English | Polish | Spanish | French | Russian | Italian | German


[Redman]
Alright everybody move back from the ropes
If you don't move back we're gonna turn this music off
and that's my word, move back!
Word is bond let's get this shit goin
Word up, it's the Funk Doc in the house
say hell yeah! HELL YEAH!
Say fuck yeah! FUCK YEAH!
Word up, it's the Funk Doc Spock you don't stop
It's my man KRS you don't stop
It's the girl Angie you don't stop
With the hah haha ha haha hah!!

[Angie Martinez]
It's the Butter Pecan Rican speakin deletin
other radio jocks that think they competin
they pre-sweetened, like candy, I'm hot like pepper
Big up to Sandy but my name is Angie
Martinez, what a true microphone fiend is
Steppin up lovely with MY, AD-IDAS
through your speakers, representin
boriquas, and all hip-hop rhyme seekers
You may think I'm crazy right, but I'm crazy hype
Slay this nice y'all, everytime Angie grab the mic
I jams it right tonight, not the hardest
But peep the style of this Puerto Rican Goddess

[Redman]
Aiyyo yo yo yo, stop the music!
Aiyyo back up off the ropes, man, word up!
Yo get from the off the ropes
Now aiyyo yo yo, KRS-One, come again the selector!

[KRS-One]
It's been a long time but we made it, you waited
You gettin frustrated cause these MC's in trainin
Skills on the mic for a royalty save it
Pullin down rap so that others can't make it
They can't fake it in front of KRS they naked
That same old MC trend I'm here to break it
The highly conceptional multidirectional
Hot in ninety-seven so I guess I'm flexible
Rap relieve stress so yes I guess it's medical
All your wrecking and raping is still theoretical
Redman, you know you must understand (Whatup?)
Redman, you know you gots to understand (Hah! Whatup love?)
Angie, rockin with the one BDP (Ha, haha)
Representin right now at Hit Factory

[Redman]
One two hah, and you don't quit
It's Kris and Angie with the ultimate
One two hah, and you don't quack
It's Funk Doc smoke weed and don't smoke crack
Hahaha, hah, and you don't quit
Hoohahhahah, and you don't quit
I rock jams like, Samsonites with mics
Stage two boomin system and flood the lights
The lyrical, fo'-fo's lettin off like suppose
Reggie Reg is rockin on the ra-dioooo!
Hahh, huh, the oooh-child too chill
Caps peeled, Someone In My Bed like Dru Hill
Raise em up, cause I feel my spot can't be touched
No time for the Pauline jack, hit the clutch
Shotgun what?? It's the high exalted
Ruler of the buddha, the cash make my pockets
stick out like a tumor, for the consumers
I get busy with La Pluma, detonate the bomb
to make you hibernate sooner, certified luna-tic
My click run deeper than Charlie Tuna
Kahunas, raw for the able key movers
all over the hood like them Crooked I coolers
Bang maneuvers, from Jerz to Vancouver
Back to the Bronx with heartbeats ample looped up
I Blastmast like Kris, funk abyss
like a phone chauvenist with a Roley on the wrist
Sike! I can afford it, less I slaughtered
three platinum niggaz and none of em prerecorded
KRS-One need to be runnin for office
So Butter Pecan Rican -- tell them to get off his

Writer : LAWRENCE PARKER, B. ROBINSON REGGIE NOBLE L. HILL M. DEWESE K. KEATON
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES OBO BDP MUSIC

These lyrics are not available for printing.

Bookmark us

Great lyrics sites:


Recently watched videos


9 out of 10 8m 11s ago amor divino 2m 14s ago are you ready to love 1m 11s ago back in yr love 39s ago break 2m 30s ago breathe in radio edit 8m 53s ago clockwork 3m 13s ago cold feeling 10m 40s ago de do do do de da da da 7m 57s ago diamond joe 7m 52s ago disposed 7m 43s ago dreaming neon black 9m 38s ago encore for the fans 2m 52s ago fool love everyone t 6m 17s ago grand parade 5m 56s ago heavy 11s ago immortality 10m 45s ago just another girl 1m 9s ago lonely soldier 7m 40s ago mamma look i love him 9m 31s ago maybe someday 7m 23s ago put my money on you 2m 41s ago searching 6m 1s ago seems like old times 5m 0s ago the song of earth 3m 59s ago