Ain't The Same

You know it's Kris!

It ain't the same now (it ain't the same)

They switched the game now (they switched up on us)

They talk 'bout chains now (bling bling)

Rims on the Range now

It's sounding plain now

Y'all rock the same style (sound of the mic)

I know the way how (I know)

Bring it back to one

It's supposed to be...

This is the way it's supposed to be

It's supposed to be like you more close to me

It's supposed to be about our families

It's supposed to be about avoiding catastrophe

But it's all about salary and flattery

Distrust, lust, hate and tragedy

It's supposed to be about you and me on the same route

Were you there in eighty-six when I first came out?

And you know about how they runnin' this game out

It's supposed to be about fun and getting' the pain out

But it's all about clout and poppin' them chains out

Instead of forgiveness, we poppin' they brains out

It's supposed to be about seekin' in the seek out

You witnessin' injustice, you got to speak out

If you claimin' you love this, you got to release doubt

Knowledge is what I'm all about

Well it's supposed to be sunlight over me

Light over you, not you runnin' over me

It's supposed to be a two dollar royalty minimum

A Hiphop guild we got to begin buildin' 'em

It's supposed to be NO police brutality

And the fact that we tolerate that crap is insanity

It's supposed to be museums and archives

Where people can see the importance of OUR lives

But it ain't about any of this

Cats are trying to get that diamond-studded Rolex on they wrist

You hear a voice in the wilderness you know it's Kris

Higher consciousness lyrics, they will persist

But it's supposed to be about makin' it better

You see, Hiphop's not a product like pants or sweater

Go aheadóbe a hero, get your cheddar

Even y'all gonna see when you look back you remember that

You can see in your heart how it's supposed to be

You doin' your part, THAT'S how it's supposed to be

Pursuin' your art, THAT'S how it's supposed to be

Today you will start, THAT'S how it's supposed to be

It shouldn't be about you movin' slowly

Then talkin' junk when you don't even know me

And you cats be pussy like Josie

I (Touch) "50 MC's" like (Tony)

Everybody in the hood ain't your homie

I spit the truth, but I'm not the only

There's plenty

K-R-S-O-N-E