So, you're a Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I think very deeply, I think deeply, I think very deeply I think, I think, I think very deeply, I think, I think very
begin, what, where, why, or when Will all be explained like instructions to a 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 Pick the punk, and I'll up to attack one KRS-One is just the guy to lead a Right up to your and dis you
Everyone saw me on the 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 number two, 'My Philosophy' Number one, was 'Poetry' you know me This is my philosophy, many artists got to I'm not flammable, I don't
So please stop burnin', and learn to earn that's just what KR collects See, what do you expect you rhyme like a soft punk You down the street and get jumped You got to have style, and to be original And everybody's wanna dis you Like me, we stood up for the Bronx And every sucka mc had a
You think we care? I know they are on the tip My posse from the Bronx is thick and we're live, we walk correctly A lot of suckas would like to forget me but they 'Cause a champ, I have got a record of knocking out The frauds in a second on the mic, I that you should get loose I come to tell you I got juice I just produce, create, on a higher level be back, but for now just seckle
I'll play the and you play the target You all know my name so I guess I'll start it Or I say, start this, I am an artist Of new concepts at their Yo, 'cause I'm a teacher, the is a scholar It ain't about money 'cause we all make why I walk with my head up When I hear rhymes 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 they all just I'm not white or red or I'm brown the Boogie Down Productions, of course our be thumpin' Others say they're bad, but they're
Let me tell you somethin' now hip hop About D-Nice, Melodie, and La Rock I'll get a pen, a pencil, a Mainly I write is for the average New Yorker Some be talkin' and talkin' to show how black people are walkin' But I don't walk this way to Or stereotypes of today
Like all my eat chicken and watermelon Talk broken and drug sellin' See I'm tellin', and teaching facts The way some act in rap is kind of And it creativity and intelligence But they care 'cause the company is sellin' it It's my philosophy, on the Don't dissin' me, or even wish that we'd
Soften, dilute, or commercialize all the 'Cause about time one of y'all hear it And hear it first-hand the intelligent brown man A vegetarian, no or ham Or chicken or Turkey or to me that's suicide self-murder Let us get back to we call hip hop And what it meant to DJ Scott La
How mc's must get dissed Before somebody says, don't Kris This is one style, out of many Like a piggy bank, this is one My brother's is Kenny, that's, Kenny Parker My other brother I.C.U. is much Boogie Down Productions is up of teachers The lecture is conducted from the mic into the
Who gets weaker? The or the teacher It's not about a salary it's all about Teachers teach and do the good Kings just rule and are never understood If you were to or govern a certain industry All inside this room right now be in misery No one get along nor sing a song everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?
So yo, up, it's me again Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP people had the nerve To think we would end the trend We're criminal minded, an album is only ten Funky, funky, funky, funky, hit records No than four minutes and some seconds
The competition checks and and keeps checkin' They take the album, take it home, and sweatin' Why? well simple, to them it's kind of vital To take title To them I'm like an idol, type of entity In rhyme they wanna mention me? Or rather mention us, me or La Rock But they can get get robbed, get dropped
I play around nor do I f around And you can tell by the bodies that are around When clown jumps up to get beat down Broken down to his very last See how it A little unrational A lot of mc's like to use the word for '88, you suckas