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Verse 1
geometry, sociology, physiology,
psychology, and of course philosophy,
musicology,
BDPRT.
We all are teachers with,
with all that pro -black shit
We all are conscious niggas
that used to chat like this
See I remember yesterday when
y 'all was gods and nurse
Egyptians and metaphyses
on the verge of giving birth
To understand it,
and plantin' seeds that grow
Now everybody's on that bullshit
bout killin' and so
Eat my pussy, suck my dick,
well that's the size of the shit
So in the head of ignorance I live subconscious,
clique
Niggas is small, my task is educate y 'all
Can you stop sellin' crack?
Cause
Niko, that takes balls
I'm on that road called freedom
Saw them travel by the multitude I bring gifts of life,
light, and some conscious food
God decree, can see gods the size of me
And yeah,
what's the difference with the
West and the
East?
feel there ain't no difference,
so spread the news I spit
And since I got you listening,
I guess I'll prove this shit
There's niggas lacking over there,
niggas lacking over here
Some niggas dying over here,
and niggas dying over there
Black youth don't follow them,
because they don't know shit
They saw your death on that pursuit for
Bids and
Lexus
We gots to talk about it,
cause I reveal your ass
You can't shield your dirty
doors with no 5 % fat
Peep the
Jews that I cast, see the fools that I class
I be schooling your ass,
cause being true is a task
And I am nothing but, I'm
God blessed, nigga what?
Take your hand off your nuts,
and your lips off that blunt
Staring for something,
staring direct, for this
You fought for everything because
come with it every time
And fill your mind with conscious rhyme
You ever wonder why you
ain't living?
How you should be living?
Could it be your mentality
you givin' off?
North, south, west, east,
like an unchained beast
Your thoughts pullin' you, the deceased
I'll release a little piece with speed
Before the savage
MC proceeds to feed
Upon the minds of the minor
I find an antidote to the empty
MC that thinks they dope
We ain't got too far to go
Opportunities are shuttin' down
faster than this rhyme flow
One day you in the
sauna, next day a corner
You can sit and play games like
Bugs
Bunny if you wanna
Real bad boys used to move in silence,
peep it
But now real bad boys seem to move in secret,
society's a trip
Don't slip with your lip, talkin'
shit with your click
Showin' your ass as I blast into it
With a clip of conscious, lyrical wit
KRS -One comes well equipped
You can follow me to my sub -one,
follow me to my sub -two, turntable
You're listenin' to the sound,
now up the profile label
With
B -D -P -R -T, yo, wise,
tell him just what you see
Niggas is talented, but they let it go to waste
I came to spit the ignis ma
'am off your face
You lackin' knowledge of suffin'
what I'm talkin' bout
You niggas laughin' but that's
somethin' you should cry about
Right now you findin' out that
God is back up in the house
My weapons in my mouth and watch
how I can take you out
Intelligent, represent, ignorance
Slide to end, slang spit, entertainment
Run shit, parna planet,
PDV, parna mix
PRG, conscious lyrics,
you're sufferin'
Niggas is sick, where's the buff?
I hear that gangsta shit,
but let some conscious brothers in
You know the type that fight,
live and die for truth and rights
Not only that,
we will kill for this righteous life
I'm on the mic for the
purpose of shittin' life
You take my life, go fly a fuckin' kite
I'm infinite, I'm yesterday, today,
tonight, tomorrow morning
You see this is your future talkin',
Babylon is fallin'
Poor people love the world,
I'm ballin', black people callin'
For
PRT and what we talkin'
Black back sayin' shit like that
Test and write, get your head cracked
Rip tracks, and refuse to come back
P .I .D. them neck and lyrics,
your note is done
Unload the slime, come with it every time
And fill your mind,
with a conscious rhyme
Yeah, check it out one, check it out
It's but cultured style
It's the warlock, it's army,
it's the revolution
It's nothing but cultured style
B .D .P. coming through
It's the warlock, it's the army,
it's the revolution
It's my
Timbuktu -style, style, style, style, style
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