Conscious Style Lyrics
| Song | Conscious Style |
| Artist | Poor Righteous Teachers |
| Album | New World Order |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Grimes, Parker | |
| KRS-One: | |
| Dealing in levels of astronomy, numerology, geometry, sociology, physiology | |
| Psychology and of course philosophy | |
| Music-ology | |
| B.D.P.R.T | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Where the teachers went, with all that pro-black shit? | |
| Where all the conscious niggas, who used to chat like this? | |
| See, I remember yesterday when y'all was Gods and Earths | |
| Egyptians and metaphysicists on the verge of giving birth | |
| To understanding, and planting seeds that grow | |
| Now everybody's on that bullshit about killing and so | |
| Eat my pussy, suck my dick, well that's the size of the shit | |
| So in the head of ignorance, I rip some conscious clip | |
| Niggas is small, my task is educate y'all | |
| Can you stop selling crack 'cause negro that takes balls | |
| I'm on that road called freedom, seldom traveled by the multitude | |
| I bring gifts of life, light, and some conscious food | |
| God degree, 'cause see God's the size of me | |
| And yeah, what's the difference with the west and the east | |
| I feel there ain't no difference, so spread the news I spit | |
| And since I got you listening, I guess I'll prove the shit | |
| There's niggas is lacking over there, niggas is lacking over here | |
| Some niggas is dying over here, and niggas is dying over there | |
| Black youth don't follow them, because they don't know shit | |
| They selling you death on that pursuit for Benz and Lexus | |
| We gots to talk about, 'cause I'll reveal your ass | |
| You can't shield your dirty thoughts with no five percent fact | |
| Peep the jewels that I craft, see the fools that I class | |
| I be schooling your ass, 'cause being truth is a task | |
| And I am nothing but, I'm God-blessed nigga, what? | |
| Take your hands off your nuts and your lips off that blunt | |
| Stand for something, stand erect, stand for this | |
| You'll fall for anything because you don't stand for shit | |
| I murder slime, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with conscious rhyme | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| KRS-One: | |
| You ever wonder why you ain't living how you should be living | |
| Could it be your mentality you're giving off? | |
| North, south, west, east, like an unchained beast | |
| Your thoughts bringing you to deceased | |
| A release a little piece with speed | |
| Before the savage emcee proceeds to feed | |
| Upon the minds of the minor, I find the antidote | |
| To the empty emcee that thinks they dope | |
| We ain't got too far to go | |
| Opportunities are shutting down faster than this rhyme flow | |
| One day you're in your sauna, next day a goner | |
| 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 societies, a trip | |
| Don't slip with your lip talking shit with your clip | |
| Showing your ass as I blast into it | |
| With a clip of conscious lyrical wit | |
| KRS-One comes well equipped | |
| You can follow me in a mass of one follow me in a mass of two turntables | |
| You're listening to the sound now of the Profile label | |
| With B.D.P.R.T. | |
| Yo Wise, tell 'em just what you see | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Niggas is talented, but they let it go to waste | |
| I'm came to smack that ign'ant smile off your face | |
| You're lacking knowledge of self and what I'm talking about | |
| You niggas laughing but that's something you should cry out | |
| Right now you're finding out is God is back up in the house | |
| My weapon's in my mouth and watch how I can take you out | |
| Intelligent, represent | |
| Ignorance, slaughter it | |
| Slangspit Entertainment | |
| Run shit, on the planet | |
| B.D.P., up on the mix | |
| P.R.T., conscious lyrics | |
| You're suffering | |
| Niggas is sick, where's the Bufferin? | |
| I hear that gangsta shit but let some conscious brothers hit | |
| You know the type that fight, live and die for truthful rights | |
| Not only that, we will kill for this righteous life | |
| I'm on the mic for the purpose of shedding light | |
| You take my life? Go fly a fucking kite | |
| I'm infinite, I'm yesterday, today, tonight | |
| Tomorrow morning, you see this is your future talking | |
| Babylon is fallen, poor people of the world are ballin' | |
| Black people calling for P.R.T. and what we talkin' | |
| Black facts and shit like that | |
| Dress and lack, get your head cracked | |
| Rip tracks and refuse to come wack | |
| (Yo P.R.T. them niggas' lyrics, you notice that?) | |
| I learned this line, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with a conscious rhyme | |
| KRS-One: | |
| Yeah, check it out one check it out | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Roll up your arms if you love the new fisherman stylee, hear me now | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| KRS-One: | |
| B.D.P. coming through | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) | |
| KRS-One: | |
| Knowledge reigns supreme | |
| (It's nothing but conscious style) |
| zuo ci : Grimes, Parker | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Dealing in levels of astronomy, numerology, geometry, sociology, physiology | |
| Psychology and of course philosophy | |
| Musicology | |
| B. D. P. R. T | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Where the teachers went, with all that problack shit? | |
| Where all the conscious niggas, who used to chat like this? | |
| See, I remember yesterday when y' all was Gods and Earths | |
| Egyptians and metaphysicists on the verge of giving birth | |
| To understanding, and planting seeds that grow | |
| Now everybody' s on that bullshit about killing and so | |
| Eat my pussy, suck my dick, well that' s the size of the shit | |
| So in the head of ignorance, I rip some conscious clip | |
| Niggas is small, my task is educate y' all | |
| Can you stop selling crack ' cause negro that takes balls | |
| I' m on that road called freedom, seldom traveled by the multitude | |
| I bring gifts of life, light, and some conscious food | |
| God degree, ' cause see God' s the size of me | |
| And yeah, what' s the difference with the west and the east | |
| I feel there ain' t no difference, so spread the news I spit | |
| And since I got you listening, I guess I' ll prove the shit | |
| There' s niggas is lacking over there, niggas is lacking over here | |
| Some niggas is dying over here, and niggas is dying over there | |
| Black youth don' t follow them, because they don' t know shit | |
| They selling you death on that pursuit for Benz and Lexus | |
| We gots to talk about, ' cause I' ll reveal your ass | |
| You can' t shield your dirty thoughts with no five percent fact | |
| Peep the jewels that I craft, see the fools that I class | |
| I be schooling your ass, ' cause being truth is a task | |
| And I am nothing but, I' m Godblessed nigga, what? | |
| Take your hands off your nuts and your lips off that blunt | |
| Stand for something, stand erect, stand for this | |
| You' ll fall for anything because you don' t stand for shit | |
| I murder slime, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with conscious rhyme | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| You ever wonder why you ain' t living how you should be living | |
| Could it be your mentality you' re giving off? | |
| North, south, west, east, like an unchained beast | |
| Your thoughts bringing you to deceased | |
| A release a little piece with speed | |
| Before the savage emcee proceeds to feed | |
| Upon the minds of the minor, I find the antidote | |
| To the empty emcee that thinks they dope | |
| We ain' t got too far to go | |
| Opportunities are shutting down faster than this rhyme flow | |
| One day you' re in your sauna, next day a goner | |
| 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 societies, a trip | |
| Don' t slip with your lip talking shit with your clip | |
| Showing your ass as I blast into it | |
| With a clip of conscious lyrical wit | |
| KRSOne comes well equipped | |
| You can follow me in a mass of one follow me in a mass of two turntables | |
| You' re listening to the sound now of the Profile label | |
| With B. D. P. R. T. | |
| Yo Wise, tell ' em just what you see | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Niggas is talented, but they let it go to waste | |
| I' m came to smack that ign' ant smile off your face | |
| You' re lacking knowledge of self and what I' m talking about | |
| You niggas laughing but that' s something you should cry out | |
| Right now you' re finding out is God is back up in the house | |
| My weapon' s in my mouth and watch how I can take you out | |
| Intelligent, represent | |
| Ignorance, slaughter it | |
| Slangspit Entertainment | |
| Run shit, on the planet | |
| B. D. P., up on the mix | |
| P. R. T., conscious lyrics | |
| You' re suffering | |
| Niggas is sick, where' s the Bufferin? | |
| I hear that gangsta shit but let some conscious brothers hit | |
| You know the type that fight, live and die for truthful rights | |
| Not only that, we will kill for this righteous life | |
| I' m on the mic for the purpose of shedding light | |
| You take my life? Go fly a fucking kite | |
| I' m infinite, I' m yesterday, today, tonight | |
| Tomorrow morning, you see this is your future talking | |
| Babylon is fallen, poor people of the world are ballin' | |
| Black people calling for P. R. T. and what we talkin' | |
| Black facts and shit like that | |
| Dress and lack, get your head cracked | |
| Rip tracks and refuse to come wack | |
| Yo P. R. T. them niggas' lyrics, you notice that? | |
| I learned this line, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with a conscious rhyme | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Yeah, check it out one check it out | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Roll up your arms if you love the new fisherman stylee, hear me now | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| B. D. P. coming through | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Knowledge reigns supreme | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style |
| zuò cí : Grimes, Parker | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Dealing in levels of astronomy, numerology, geometry, sociology, physiology | |
| Psychology and of course philosophy | |
| Musicology | |
| B. D. P. R. T | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Where the teachers went, with all that problack shit? | |
| Where all the conscious niggas, who used to chat like this? | |
| See, I remember yesterday when y' all was Gods and Earths | |
| Egyptians and metaphysicists on the verge of giving birth | |
| To understanding, and planting seeds that grow | |
| Now everybody' s on that bullshit about killing and so | |
| Eat my pussy, suck my dick, well that' s the size of the shit | |
| So in the head of ignorance, I rip some conscious clip | |
| Niggas is small, my task is educate y' all | |
| Can you stop selling crack ' cause negro that takes balls | |
| I' m on that road called freedom, seldom traveled by the multitude | |
| I bring gifts of life, light, and some conscious food | |
| God degree, ' cause see God' s the size of me | |
| And yeah, what' s the difference with the west and the east | |
| I feel there ain' t no difference, so spread the news I spit | |
| And since I got you listening, I guess I' ll prove the shit | |
| There' s niggas is lacking over there, niggas is lacking over here | |
| Some niggas is dying over here, and niggas is dying over there | |
| Black youth don' t follow them, because they don' t know shit | |
| They selling you death on that pursuit for Benz and Lexus | |
| We gots to talk about, ' cause I' ll reveal your ass | |
| You can' t shield your dirty thoughts with no five percent fact | |
| Peep the jewels that I craft, see the fools that I class | |
| I be schooling your ass, ' cause being truth is a task | |
| And I am nothing but, I' m Godblessed nigga, what? | |
| Take your hands off your nuts and your lips off that blunt | |
| Stand for something, stand erect, stand for this | |
| You' ll fall for anything because you don' t stand for shit | |
| I murder slime, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with conscious rhyme | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| You ever wonder why you ain' t living how you should be living | |
| Could it be your mentality you' re giving off? | |
| North, south, west, east, like an unchained beast | |
| Your thoughts bringing you to deceased | |
| A release a little piece with speed | |
| Before the savage emcee proceeds to feed | |
| Upon the minds of the minor, I find the antidote | |
| To the empty emcee that thinks they dope | |
| We ain' t got too far to go | |
| Opportunities are shutting down faster than this rhyme flow | |
| One day you' re in your sauna, next day a goner | |
| 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 societies, a trip | |
| Don' t slip with your lip talking shit with your clip | |
| Showing your ass as I blast into it | |
| With a clip of conscious lyrical wit | |
| KRSOne comes well equipped | |
| You can follow me in a mass of one follow me in a mass of two turntables | |
| You' re listening to the sound now of the Profile label | |
| With B. D. P. R. T. | |
| Yo Wise, tell ' em just what you see | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Niggas is talented, but they let it go to waste | |
| I' m came to smack that ign' ant smile off your face | |
| You' re lacking knowledge of self and what I' m talking about | |
| You niggas laughing but that' s something you should cry out | |
| Right now you' re finding out is God is back up in the house | |
| My weapon' s in my mouth and watch how I can take you out | |
| Intelligent, represent | |
| Ignorance, slaughter it | |
| Slangspit Entertainment | |
| Run shit, on the planet | |
| B. D. P., up on the mix | |
| P. R. T., conscious lyrics | |
| You' re suffering | |
| Niggas is sick, where' s the Bufferin? | |
| I hear that gangsta shit but let some conscious brothers hit | |
| You know the type that fight, live and die for truthful rights | |
| Not only that, we will kill for this righteous life | |
| I' m on the mic for the purpose of shedding light | |
| You take my life? Go fly a fucking kite | |
| I' m infinite, I' m yesterday, today, tonight | |
| Tomorrow morning, you see this is your future talking | |
| Babylon is fallen, poor people of the world are ballin' | |
| Black people calling for P. R. T. and what we talkin' | |
| Black facts and shit like that | |
| Dress and lack, get your head cracked | |
| Rip tracks and refuse to come wack | |
| Yo P. R. T. them niggas' lyrics, you notice that? | |
| I learned this line, come wicked every time | |
| And fill your mind with a conscious rhyme | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Yeah, check it out one check it out | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| Wise Intelligent: | |
| Roll up your arms if you love the new fisherman stylee, hear me now | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| B. D. P. coming through | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style | |
| KRSOne: | |
| Knowledge reigns supreme | |
| It' s nothing but conscious style |
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