Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Stages of Consciousness

Intro: sin, p.r. terrrorist

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

*various by both*

[killa
Yo, I stay ready dunn,
Money run gun under the pelly, of heavy
Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but by the waist-line
Thirsty to dump but twice before I took time to waist
un-mine in his swine, I let him live now hop he relizes what he did
Perhaps you've got a child on the and I got time for no pen
See battle up to warn the squad, already bars on my
With guns drawn, seekin killa sin who done slid
Many ago, across town whereabouts
Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me 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, take this advice, while I reiterate the thought to your life
And I

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

9]
Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through difficult stage
You gotta maintain, cope with the and pain
Still in seek of the shelter that out the rain
A thirty in the flesh, my mental pretains
Took to much time to
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some blame
this physical, mental, will and emotion
The aquizations to control my devotions
Which is to seek the onslaught, cause we thoughts
To the seeds the wrong foods, made them with their knots
My is to civilize and penalize
Throats were them, they must 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 would begin to
I waste no time now searching for a
With every five thousand, we renew our history
We be the gods, the black men, and not reacting
We actually run this and defend

*martial art

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

[9th
The general wise out in fatigues, for life I bleed
And promised to feed the deceased, was the general in the army
Little intelligent little bug, roll with thugs that sold to survive
the eighty-five and saved many lives
But water head niggaz dealt with the four devils
Ceased the and broke the God down physically down to another level
Madman at his weight, the great pass the weight
a smile on his face, I swear if you was hear
These pussy niggaz get tourtured, while I stick up their noses
And cut of their ears, even family memeber swill have to pay
Brothers, mothers, sisters and fathers get the right way
We're not dealing feelings, I spare the children
niggaz get destroyed, four niggaz is building
Revenge the general, thats what I quote and tape up to your head
And watch your explode

[shogun
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like
Rebel dope numbs your brain
a shot of novacainne
In your death you feel no pain
I should teach you with my
And the was poisonous
Snakes lies and their words is venomous
Wu hits come continouscause I don't give a about '97
Ain't this
See what I'm revealin is the
In actual fact be the
The be the proof
And the be the roots
I stand solid, firment
black 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
fuckers