Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Stages of Consciousness

Intro: sin, p.r. terrrorist

Yeah, yeah, one, two, it out, yo
5 stages of right here
You got conscious, yeah know i'mean, word up
You got sub-conscious
You got your
You got magnetic-conscious

talk by both*

[killa
Yo, I forever stay dunn,
Money run gun under the pelly, kind of
Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but by the waist-line
Thirsty to dump but thought twice I took time to waist
None un-mine in his swine, I let him now hop he relizes what he did
you've got a child on the line and I got time for no pen
See battle up to warn the squad, already on my crib
With guns drawn, seekin killa sin who done slid
Many moons ago, across whereabouts
Unknown heights blaring out, you, me like who gives a fuck
I puff a bone, a usual suspect, never be
Allah sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to
So, take this advice, I reiterate the thought to take your life
And I

[p.r.
Magazines at homocide scenes, living of rhyming schemes
had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to blow trial
Not put in foul like the rest of them, with blade infected guns
Had to my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at ceo's
Leaving maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50
Your face get lifted and then you shift into another
Same shit, back in the world, I stand strong and the weak curl
>from the pressure of life, career endeavor
The knowledge, sylabbles and my is straight terror
Killarmy running through whole fucking era
With five stages of consciousness, we change like the weather
And control forecast, traffic, off the pad, alive in the act
Your stuck to subjects just math, ram you off in the first half
This wont last, your leaning on the trigger, guns blast
Blaow, super-conscious leaves track smashed

9]
Harpoons for hard times, kid, through this difficult stage
You gotta maintain, cope the stress and pain
in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rain
A thirty down in the flesh, my pretains
to much time to explain
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some blame
With this physical, mental, and emotion
The to control my infinite devotions
Which is to seek the onslaught, we express thoughts
To the seeds the wrong foods, that them with their knots
My dude is to and penalize
Throats were cutting them, they of got stregthalized
I take it upon to reveal the disguise
You fucking snake, I tie you to the graphite,
If now to live, you begin to strike
I waste no now searching for a mystery
every twenty five thousand, we renew our history
We be the gods, the black men, and not reacting
We actually run shit and defend

art sample*

Aiyyo, three years trapped in the of the beast
Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed
the judges, cause they don't give two shits about us
Black man, woman and child, how were over here
Trapped in the worst part, when things like happen on the regular
Innocent bystanders get trapped off on the of my stomping grounds
With constant war off, wine bottles on the regular
Like clock to be specific

prince]
The general out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleed
And promised to the deceased, was the supreme general in the army
Little intelligent little bug, roll with thugs sold drugs to survive
the eighty-five and saved many lives
But water head niggaz dealt with the four devils
Ceased the rebel and broke the God physically down to another level
at his weight, the great general pass the weight
With a on his face, I swear if you was hear
These pussy niggaz get tourtured, while I stick up their noses
And cut of ears, even their family memeber swill have to pay
Brothers, mothers, and fathers get manslaughtered the right way
We're not dealing with feelings, I spare the
Weak niggaz get destroyed, niggaz is building
Revenge the general, thats what I quote and up grenades to your head
And your brains explode

[shogun
Yo, yo, I sling horse like coccaine
Rebel dope that numbs your
a shot of novacainne
In your death you will feel no
I should you with my sword
And the clip was
speak lies and their words is venomous
Wu hits come continouscause I give a fuck about '97
Ain't this
See what I'm revealin is the
In fact be the proof
The be the proof
And the elders be the
I solid, under firment
This black man be the intelligent
These be the for my testament
documents of the thought
That makes me give props and tapes like catacrops
Mother