[Verse] Born August 20th, 1965 His father wasn’t around who came from the islands Stepfather John Parker in Harlem, their mom left him—was volatile Brief stint in the Bronx, then to Brooklyn Mom’s man Joe was a harsh and too ruthless figure who’d whip him and Kenny, his brother Both skinny from hunger, yet they were tougher than us ‘cause the streets On their own by their teens Group home shown solace and relief Lawrence to self-teach himself Kenny to ball at St. Peter’s well In comes Scott Sterling, him and Kris, BDP soon “The Bridge,” “South Bronx,” “Kill That Noize,” “The Bridge Is Over,” then oh my god… Criminal Minded Shook up the Latin Quarter DJ Scott La Rock, the Lord handed him his number, was young But the group went on from Kris’s thunder By All Means, The Blueprint to Edutainment on Sex And Violence Kris’s Stop the Violence left a legacy The solo run of KRS was definitely exemplary Temple of Hip-Hop, Spiritual Minded Simple to get across that this man just did not stop Gifted in mind but never quit giving us timeless advices A real true hip-hop soul to the fullest From the mean streets of Brooklyn and the Bronx Role model, a hero for all of us The education of rap basics starts with the Blastmaster KRS-One
