So, you're a Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I think very deeply, I think very deeply, I think deeply I think, I think, I think very deeply, I think, I think deeply
begin, what, where, why, or when Will all be like instructions to a game See I'm not insane, in fact, I'm kind of When I be you, "Who is more dramatical?" This one or that one, the white one or the one Pick the punk, and jump up to attack one is just the guy to lead a crew Right up to face and dis you
saw me on the last album cover Holding a pistol something far from a my brother, S C O T T I just laughed, no one can defeat me This is lecture number two, 'My Number one, was 'Poetry' you know me is my philosophy, many artists got to learn I'm not flammable, I burn
So please stop burnin', and learn to respect 'Cause that's just KR collects See, what do you expect you rhyme like a soft punk You walk the street and get jumped You got to have style, and learn to be And gonna wanna dis you me, we stood up for the South Bronx And every mc had a response
You think we care? I know that are on the tip My posse from the is thick and we're real live, we walk correctly A lot of suckas would like to me but they can't 'Cause like a champ, I have got a of knocking out The in a second on the mic, I believe that you should get loose I haven't to tell you I got juice I just produce, create, on a higher level be back, but for now just seckle
I'll the nine and you play the target You all know my so I guess I'll just start it Or should I say, this, I am an artist Of new concepts at their Yo, I'm a teacher, the Scott is a scholar It ain't about 'cause we all make dollars That's why I with my head up When I hear wack I get fed up
Rap is a set-up, a lot of games A lot of with colorful 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 brown the Boogie Down Productions, of course our be thumpin' Others say they're bad, but buggin'
Let me tell you now about hip hop About D-Nice, Melodie, and La Rock get a pen, a pencil, a marker Mainly what I is for the average New Yorker Some be talkin' and talkin' Tryin' to how black people are walkin' But I don't walk this way to Or reinforce of today
Like all my brothas eat chicken and Talk English and drug sellin' See I'm tellin', and real facts The way act in rap is kind of wack And it lacks and intelligence But they care 'cause the company is sellin' it my philosophy, on the industry Don't bother me, or even wish that we'd
Soften, dilute, or all the lyrics 'Cause it's time one of y'all hear it And hear it first-hand from the brown man A vegetarian, no or ham Or chicken or Turkey or 'Cause to me that's self-murder Let us get back to we call hip hop And what it meant to DJ La Rock
How many mc's must get Before says, don't with Kris is just one style, out of many Like a bank, this is one penny My brother's is Kenny, that's, Kenny Parker My other I.C.U. is much darker Boogie Productions is made up of teachers The lecture is conducted the mic into the speaker
Who gets weaker? The king or the It's not about a salary all about reality Teachers and do the world good just rule and most are never understood If you were to rule or a certain industry All inside this room right now would be in No one would get along nor a song 'Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I
So yo, what's up, me again La Rock, KRS, BDP again Many had the nerve To think we would end the trend criminal minded, an album which is only ten Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit No more than four minutes and seconds
The competition checks and checks and keeps They take the album, it home, and start sweatin' Why? well simple, to them it's kind of vital To take title To them I'm like an idol, some of entity In everybody's they wanna mention me? Or rather mention us, me or Scott La But they can get bust get robbed, get
I don't around nor do I f around And you can by the bodies that are left around When some clown up to get beat down Broken down to his last compound See how it sounds? A unrational A lot of mc's like to use the dramatical Fresh for '88, you