So, you're a Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I think very deeply, I think very deeply, I very deeply I think, I think, I think very deeply, I think, I think deeply
Let's begin, what, where, why, or all be explained like instructions to a game See I'm not insane, in fact, I'm of rational When I be asking you, "Who is dramatical?" This one or that one, the white one or the one the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one KRS-One is just the guy to a crew Right up to your and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album Holding a pistol something far a lover my brother, S C O T T I laughed, 'cause no one can defeat me This is lecture two, 'My Philosophy' Number one, was 'Poetry' you know me This is my philosophy, artists got to learn I'm not flammable, I don't
So please burnin', and learn to earn respect 'Cause that's what KR collects See, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft You walk down the street and get You got to have style, and learn to be And gonna wanna dis you Like me, we stood up for the South And sucka mc had a response
You we care? I know that they are on the tip My posse from the is thick and we're real live, we walk correctly A lot of would like to forget me but they can't 'Cause like a champ, I have got a record of out The frauds in a second on the mic, I believe that you should get I haven't come to tell you I got I produce, create, innovate on a higher level I'll be back, but for now seckle
I'll play the nine and you the target You all know my name so I guess I'll start it Or should I say, this, I am an artist Of new concepts at hardest Yo, I'm a teacher, the Scott is a scholar It ain't money 'cause we all make dollars why I walk with my head up When I hear wack I get fed up
Rap is a set-up, a lot of games A lot of suckas with names I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm Huh, but all just wick-wick-wack I'm not or red or black I'm from the Boogie Down Productions, of our music be thumpin' Others say bad, but they're buggin'
Let me tell you somethin' now hip hop About D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La get a pen, a pencil, a marker Mainly what I is for the average New Yorker Some be talkin' and talkin' Tryin' to show how black people are But I don't this way to portray Or reinforce of today
Like all my brothas eat and watermelon Talk broken and drug sellin' See I'm tellin', and teaching real The way act in rap is kind of wack And it lacks creativity and But they don't care 'cause the company is it my philosophy, on the industry Don't bother me, or even wish that we'd
Soften, dilute, or all the lyrics 'Cause about time one of y'all hear it And hear it first-hand from the intelligent man A vegetarian, no or ham Or chicken or Turkey or to me that's suicide self-murder Let us get back to what we hip hop And it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
How mc's must get dissed Before somebody says, don't with This is one style, out of many Like a piggy bank, this is one My brother's name is Kenny, that's, Parker My other brother I.C.U. is darker Boogie Down is made up of teachers The lecture is conducted from the mic into the
Who weaker? The king or the teacher not about a salary it's all about reality Teachers teach and do the world Kings just rule and most are understood If you were to or govern a certain industry All inside this room now would be in misery No one would get nor sing a song 'Cause everyone'd be for the king, am I wrong?
So yo, up, it's me again Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP Many people had the To think that we would end the We're criminal minded, an which is only ten Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit No more than minutes and some seconds
The competition and checks and keeps checkin' They take the album, take it home, and start well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital To take KRS-One's To them I'm an idol, some type of entity In everybody's rhyme they wanna me? Or mention us, me or Scott La Rock But can get bust get robbed, get dropped
I play around nor do I f around And you can tell by the that are left around When some jumps up to get beat down Broken down to his last compound See how it sounds? A little A lot of mc's like to use the dramatical Fresh for '88, you