Move Ahead
KRS-One Lyrics


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[Intro:]
Real skills, Bronx styles, Cypress Ave meets Cypress Hill
Real hip-hop, bounce to this shit motherfuckers, READ EM!
You know what's up, SHRAP!
commissioner Gordon rock on
Tony Touch why'all rock on
Kid Capri yeah rock on
DJ Kenny Coffin yo rock on

[Verse 1:]
In 199-sess, KRS is in his peak-in
You are weak-in and collapse like Mike, collect the beacon
You talk more ish than a cellullar
You can't last, just call me Enema
'cause I give that ass-troid, heaven and mergatroid
I'm that six, umm, microphone-holdin humanoid
Pyschological like Sigmund Freud
But I get annoyed 'cause these rappers have no brain
These hardcore rappers crack me up like cocaine
They got no skill or game
They sellin that commercial let me say it
"Ask for Minoxadil with Rogaine"
True skills I will explain
The teacher breaks this whole shit down plain

[Chorus:]
West Coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho
East Coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho
Time for us to move ahead, no-ho-ho
be -boy hip-hop is dead, no
We must move ahead (x8)

[Verse 2:]
People always say when they see us, teach us
so we move by the inch, teachin only some of it, believe us
Hustlas and players and hos will never leave us
They been around since Mary Magdalene and Jesus
Run wit it, pimps and players run the government
We been raised on a tonne of it that's why we're lovin it
Bein a player is cool when you a kid
until you get sent up for a eight year bid
Now you use and abuse and serve like hell
til one day you are found face down upon the ground
two shots to the dome, we need to switch quick
Dyin over what you players, I think, call a bitch
I'm not a player hater 'cause I hate no one
but when you start destroyin hip-hop, you gots ta go, son
Government attack one who's brainwashed
Government attack two who is, yes, brain rinsed
Government attack three is for you and me
to constantly dream about the Lex with bulletproof tints
It's pointless to think I'm knockin ya
If you a pimp, be a pimp, I'll be a philosopher
So the....

[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
why-yes are the intelligent, we descend on every establishment
In the East or West, microphone grabbin it
Chess-to-chess, lyrical confrontation is dope
for the hip-hop nation, yet our hope, your scope
is broader than who can kill who and who got the biggest crew?
That's why black people cannot seem to break through
It's like crabs in a pot when one crab reaches the top
other crabs wish to pull down and blood (BLOODS)
I'm not understandin what's all the fuss
Hip-hop belongs to all of us
The East created it, the West decorated it
Learn the lesson, the unified picture is black expression
When black expression heights itself
it becomes black digression leadin to depression in health
Now question these ideas today
If hip-hop was destroyed could we blame the CIA
or the FBI, you'd be a motherfuckin lie-
-er, li-are, pants on fire-er
Conspiracy theories are contrise or we keep them on the shelf
We got no one to blame but ourselves
So....

[Chorus]




We must move ahead (x8)
All beef is dead!

Overall Meaning

In KRS-One's song "Move Ahead," the rapper talks about the state of hip-hop and how it needs to evolve to the next level. In the intro, he shouts out to some of the iconic DJs of the golden era of hip-hop, such as Tony Touch, Kid Capri, and DJ Kenny Coffin. In the first verse, KRS-One criticizes the lack of skills and originality in contemporary rappers who have no brain, no skill, or game, and who sell out for commercial success. He compares them to an "ass-troid" and psychoanalyzes their mental state like Sigmund Freud. In the chorus, he says that hip hop beef should be dead, and it's time for everyone to move ahead.


In the second verse, KRS-One talks about the influence of the pimp and player culture in the government and society, and how it leads to destruction and death. He makes a distinction between being a player and being a philosopher and encourages people to think beyond their immediate gratification. In the third verse, KRS-One addresses the issue of the lack of unity among black people in hip hop and how it holds them back. He says that hip-hop belongs to everyone, but black expression is essential to its development. He questions the conspiracy theories blaming the CIA or the FBI for destroying hip hop and suggests that the real culprit is ourselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Real skills, Bronx styles, Cypress Ave meets Cypress Hill
KRS-One introduces himself with pride in his skills and roots, bridging the gap between his hometown and legendary hip-hop group Cypress Hill.


You know what's up, SHRAP!
KRS-One encourages the audience to pay attention with emphasis and energy.


commissioner Gordon rock on Tony Touch why'all rock on Kid Capri yeah rock on DJ Kenny Coffin yo rock on
KRS-One shouts out several hip-hop DJs with respect and appreciation.


In 199-sess, KRS is in his peak-in You are weak-in and collapse like Mike, collect the beacon
KRS-One asserts his peak in 1990s hip-hop while challenging weak competitors who fail like Mike Tyson, with KRS-One acting as a beacon of light leading the way.


You talk more ish than a cellullar You can't last, just call me Enema 'cause I give that ass-troid, heaven and mergatroid I'm that six, umm, microphone-holdin humanoid Pyschological like Sigmund Freud But I get annoyed 'cause these rappers have no brain These hardcore rappers crack me up like cocaine They got no skill or game They sellin that commercial let me say it "Ask for Minoxadil with Rogaine" True skills I will explain The teacher breaks this whole shit down plain
KRS-One uses clever wordplay and metaphors to criticize rappers who lack substance, skill, and originality while emphasizing his expertise and role as a teacher.


West Coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho East Coast beef must dead, no-ho-ho Time for us to move ahead, no-ho-ho be-boy hip-hop is dead, no We must move ahead (x8)
KRS-One calls for an end to regional hip-hop rivalries and the outdated b-boy aesthetic, urging the genre to evolve and progress.


People always say when they see us, teach us so we move by the inch, teachin only some of it, believe us Hustlas and players and hos will never leave us They been around since Mary Magdalene and Jesus Run wit it, pimps and players run the government We been raised on a tonne of it that's why we're lovin it Bein a player is cool when you a kid until you get sent up for a eight year bid Now you use and abuse and serve like hell til one day you are found face down upon the ground two shots to the dome, we need to switch quick Dyin over what you players, I think, call a bitch I'm not a player hater 'cause I hate no one but when you start destroyin hip-hop, you gots ta go, son Government attack one who's brainwashed Government attack two who is, yes, brain rinsed Government attack three is for you and me to constantly dream about the Lex with bulletproof tints It's pointless to think I'm knockin ya If you a pimp, be a pimp, I'll be a philosopher So the....
KRS-One highlights the dangers and pitfalls of a pimp and player lifestyle, while criticizing government control and manipulation, emphasizing his position as a philosopher and advocate for hip-hop integrity.


why-yes are the intelligent, we descend on every establishment In the East or West, microphone grabbin it Chess-to-chess, lyrical confrontation is dope for the hip-hop nation, yet our hope, your scope is broader than who can kill who and who got the biggest crew? That's why black people cannot seem to break through It's like crabs in a pot when one crab reaches the top other crabs wish to pull down and blood (BLOODS) I'm not understandin what's all the fuss Hip-hop belongs to all of us The East created it, the West decorated it Learn the lesson, the unified picture is black expression When black expression heights itself it becomes black digression leadin to depression in health Now question these ideas today If hip-hop was destroyed could we blame the CIA or the FBI, you'd be a motherfuckin lie- -er, li-are, pants on fire-er Conspiracy theories are contrise or we keep them on the shelf We got no one to blame but ourselves So....
KRS-One discusses the importance of intelligence and unity in hip-hop culture, addressing the negative effects of crab mentality and the appropriation of black expression while questioning the role of government agencies and conspiracy theories in hip-hop's struggles, ultimately urging accountability and self-reflection.


We must move ahead (x8) All beef is dead!
KRS-One reiterates his call for progression and end to beef, emphasizing the need to move forward for the sake of hip-hop's survival and growth.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LARRY MUGGERUD, LAWRENCE KRSONE PARKER

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