Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Stages of Consciousness

Intro: killa sin, p.r.

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

*various by both*

[killa
Yo, I stay ready dunn,
run gun under the pelly, kind of heavy
Pretty pearl, my belly, but steady by the waist-line
Thirsty to but thought twice before I took time to waist
None un-mine in his swine, I let him now hop he relizes what he did
Perhaps you've got a child on the line and I got for no pen
See up to warn the squad, already bars on my crib
With guns drawn, seekin killa sin who done slid
Many moons ago, across whereabouts
Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a
I puff a bone, a suspect, I'll never be
sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevity
So, take this advice, 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 had to blow trial
Not put in foul like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected
Had to watch my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting at ceo's
Leaving maternals frisked, derenched, buck 50 smile
Your get lifted and then you shift into another facility
Same shit, back in the world, I strong and watch the weak curl
>from the pressure of life, career endeavor
The knowledge, and my name is straight terror
Killarmy running your whole fucking era
With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the
And control forecast, traffic, off the pad, alive in the act
Your to subjects just like 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 difficult stage
You gotta maintain, cope the stress and pain
Still in of the shelter that blocks out the rain
A thirty down in the flesh, my mental
to much time to explain
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some will
With this physical, mental, will and
The aquizations to my infinite devotions
Which is to seek the onslaught, cause we thoughts
To the seeds the wrong foods, that made them their knots
My dude is to civilize and
Throats were cutting them, they 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 to strike
I waste no time now searching for a
With every twenty five thousand, we renew our
We be the gods, the asiatic men, and not reacting
We actually run shit and defend

art sample*

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

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

assasson]
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like
Rebel dope that numbs your
Like a shot of
In death you will feel no pain
I should teach you my sword
And the clip was
Snakes speak and their words is venomous
Wu come continouscause I don't give a fuck about '97
feelin this
See what I'm is the truth
In actual fact be the
The youth be the
And the elders be the
I stand solid, firment
This black man be the garment
These be the word's for my
Writen documents of the
That makes me give props and sell tapes catacrops
Mother