Black Cat
Washington, DC
May 18, 2007
This review goes out to V and N:
I'm spittin' these words from off the top of my head
Spent last night at Black Cat instead of goin' to bed
Live hip hop is so much more fun
When it's done right by The Teacha, KRS-One
Walked in the front door to an almost empty house
Barely a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
By the time the Blast Masta had shown us his face
Cool cats and hip-hoppers had damn near packed the place
From my spot on the floor, pressed up against the stage
what was goin on behind me was impossible to gauge
You see I could not turn around as I tapped the rhythm on my beer
Cause Kris Parker was rhyming, that "The Real Hip Hop Is Over Here"
For over an hour, I was receiving straight knowledge,
not the kind you can get by just going to college.
It was the thoughts and words and verses he chose
That without the beats would be poetry prose
Sweat pouring down as he stood over me
Could not believe he asked them to cut the AC
It was already hot as hell, we were all dancin and thirsty
But could not leave our spot now and turn our back on this MC
He was giving us his all, he deserved our attention
mixing classics and new joints that I have yet to mention
From 'Criminal Minded' which he dropped in 1987
To the brand new 'Kill A Rapper' about the legends in heaven
We were all better off for having attended this show
No love for the people who chose not to go
One of the best and baddest had come to my town
And on this night in the nation's capital, we all got to boogie down
I'm spittin' these words from off the top of my head
Spent last night at Black Cat instead of goin' to bed
Live hip hop is so much more fun
When it's done right by The Teacha, KRS-One
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