Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Stages of Consciousness

Intro: killa sin, p.r.

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

*various talk by

sin]
Yo, I forever ready dunn,
Money run gun under the pelly, kind of
Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but steady by the
Thirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to
None in his swine, I let him live 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, bars on my crib
With their guns drawn, killa sin who done slid
Many moons ago, town whereabouts
Unknown blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a fuck
I puff a bone, a suspect, I'll never be
Allah sees everything, bad boy is the key to longevity
So, this advice, while I reiterate the thought to take your life
And I

[p.r.
recovered at homocide scenes, living of rhyming schemes
Always had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to trial
Not put in like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected guns
Had to my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at ceo's
maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50 smile
Your face get lifted and then you shift into another
Same shit, in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl
>from the pressure of life, career endeavor
The knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight
Killarmy running through your fucking era
With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly 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 quarter wont last, your leaning on the trigger, blast
Blaow, super-conscious leaves track smashed

9]
Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through this difficult
You gotta maintain, cope with the stress and
Still in seek of the that blocks out the rain
A down in the flesh, my mental pretains
to much time to explain
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, will blame
With physical, mental, will and emotion
The aquizations to control my devotions
Which is to the onslaught, cause we express thoughts
To the the wrong foods, that made them with their knots
My is to civilize and penalize
were cutting them, they must of got stregthalized
I take it myself to reveal the disguise
You fucking snake, I tie you to the graphite,
If now to live, you would begin to
I no time now searching for a mystery
With twenty five thousand, we renew our history
We be the gods, the asiatic black men, and not
We actually run this shit and

art sample*

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

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

assasson]
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang coccaine
dope that numbs your brain
Like a of novacainne
In your death you will no pain
I teach you with my sword
And the was poisonous
Snakes speak and their words is venomous
Wu hits come I don't give a fuck about '97
feelin this
See what I'm revealin is the
In actual fact be the
The youth be the
And the be the roots
I stand solid, firment
This man be the garment intelligent
These be the word's for my
documents of the thought
That makes me props and sell tapes like catacrops
Mother