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 instructions to a game See I'm not insane, in fact, I'm kind of I be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?" This one or that one, the one or the black one Pick the punk, and jump up to attack one KRS-One is just the guy to a crew up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last cover a pistol something far from a lover my brother, S C O T T I laughed, 'cause no one can defeat me is lecture number two, 'My Philosophy' Number one, was you know it's me This is my philosophy, many got to learn I'm not flammable, I don't
So stop burnin', and learn to earn respect 'Cause that's just what KR See, what do you expect when you rhyme a soft punk You walk down the and get jumped You got to style, and learn to be original And everybody's 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 Bronx is and we're real live, we walk correctly A lot of suckas like to forget me but they can't 'Cause like a champ, I have got a record of out The frauds in a on the mic, I believe that you should get loose 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
play the nine and you play the target You all know my name so I guess just start it Or should I say, this, I am an artist Of new at their hardest Yo, I'm a teacher, the Scott is a scholar It ain't about money 'cause we all dollars why I walk with my head up When I hear wack I get fed up
Rap is like a set-up, a lot of A lot of suckas colorful 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 from the Boogie Productions, of course our be thumpin' Others say they're bad, but they're
Let me you somethin' now about hip hop D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock I'll get a pen, a pencil, a Mainly what I write is for the average New Some be talkin' and talkin' Tryin' to show how black people are But I walk this way to portray Or reinforce of today
all my brothas eat chicken and watermelon Talk broken English and sellin' See I'm tellin', and teaching facts The way some act in rap is kind of And it creativity and intelligence But they don't care the company is sellin' it It's my philosophy, on the Don't bother dissin' me, or wish that we'd
Soften, dilute, or all the lyrics 'Cause it's about one of y'all hear it And hear it first-hand from the brown man A vegetarian, no or ham Or or Turkey or hamburger 'Cause to me that's self-murder Let us get to what we call hip hop And what it to DJ Scott La Rock
How many mc's get dissed Before somebody says, with Kris This is just one style, out of Like a piggy bank, this is one 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 is conducted from the mic into the speaker
Who weaker? The king or the teacher It's not about a it's all about reality Teachers teach and do the good just rule and most are never understood If you were to rule or govern a industry All inside this room right now would be in No one would get along nor sing a everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?
So yo, what's up, it's me La Rock, KRS, BDP again Many had the nerve To think we would end the trend We're criminal minded, an album which is ten Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit 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 it's simple, to it's kind of vital To take title To them I'm an idol, some type of entity In rhyme they wanna mention me? Or rather mention us, me or Scott La But can get bust get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around nor do I f And you can by the bodies that are left around some clown jumps up to get beat down Broken to his very last compound See how it sounds? A unrational A lot of mc's to use the word dramatical for '88, you suckas