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, yeah i'mean, word up
You got sub-conscious
You got your
You got magnetic-conscious

*various by both*

[killa
Yo, I stay ready dunn,
Money run gun under the pelly, kind of
Pretty pearl, my belly, but steady by the waist-line
Thirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to
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 battle up to warn the squad, bars on my crib
With their 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
sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevity
So, take this advice, while I reiterate the to take your life
And I

[p.r.
Magazines recovered at 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 I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at ceo's
Leaving maternals frisked, derenched, buck 50 smile
Your face get lifted and then you shift into facility
Same shit, in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl
the pressure of everyday life, career endeavor
The knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight
Killarmy running through whole fucking era
With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the
And control forecast, rough traffic, off the pad, in the act
Your stuck to subjects like math, ram you off in the first half
This quarter wont last, your on the trigger, guns blast
Blaow, super-conscious leaves track smashed

9]
Harpoons for times, kid, going through this difficult stage
You gotta maintain, cope the stress and pain
in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rain
A thirty in the flesh, my mental pretains
Took to time to explain
The duty of a man, to the minds, some will blame
With this physical, mental, will and
The aquizations to control my devotions
Which is to seek the onslaught, we express thoughts
To the seeds the wrong foods, that made with their knots
My dude is to civilize and
Throats were cutting them, they must of got
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
With twenty five thousand, we renew our history
We be the gods, the black men, and not reacting
We actually run shit and defend

*martial art

Aiyyo, three years trapped in the of the beast
Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed
Fuck the judges, cause they don't give two shits us
Black man, woman and child, how living 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, wine on the regular
Like work to be specific

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

[shogun
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like
Rebel dope numbs your brain
Like a of novacainne
In your death you will no pain
I should teach you my sword
And the clip was
Snakes speak lies and their words is
Wu hits come continouscause I don't give a about '97
feelin this
See I'm revealin is the truth
In fact be the proof
The be the proof
And the be the roots
I stand solid, firment
This man be the garment intelligent
be the word's for my testament
Writen documents of the
That makes me give and sell tapes like catacrops
Mother