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Well, now you're forced to listen to the teacher and the lesson |
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Class is in session, so you can stop guessin' |
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If this is a tape or a written down memo |
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See I am a professional, this is not a demo |
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In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture |
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Sort of a poetic and rhythm like mixture |
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Listen, I'm not dissin' but there's somethin' that you're missin' |
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Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishin' |
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For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste |
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If this meaning doesn't manifest put it to rest |
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I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it |
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It takes concentration for fresh communication |
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Observation, that is to see without speaking |
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Take off your coat, take notes, I am teachin' |
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A class, or rather school, 'cause you need schooling |
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I am not a king or queen, I'm not ruling |
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This is an introduction to poetry |
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A small dedication to those that might know of me |
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They might know of you and maybe your gang |
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But one thing's for sure, neither one of y'all can hang |
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'Cause yo, I'm like a arrow, and Scott is the crossbow |
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Say something now, thought so |
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You seem to be the type that only understand |
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The annihilation and destruction of the next man |
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That's not poetry, that is insanity |
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It's simply fantasy far from reality |
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Poetry is the language of imagination |
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Poetry is a form of positive creation |
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Difficult, isn't it? The point? You're missin' it |
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Your face is in front of my hand so I'm dissin' it |
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Scott La Rock is innovating, decorating hip-hop |
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The beat may drop but not like all the others |
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They just cover while I just smother |
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Every single stupid mutha, wait, wait brotha |
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KRS-One will have to show another |
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MC or self-proclaimed king or queen |
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Or gang or crew or solo or team |
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That I mean business, so tell me what is this? |
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See I come from the Bronx so just kiss this |
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Boogie Down Productions is somewhat an experiment |
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The antidote for sucka MC's and they're fearin' it |
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It's self-explanatory, no one's writin' for me |
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The poetry I'm rattlin' is really not for battlin' |
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But if you want I will simply change the program |
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So, when I'm done you will simply say, "Damn" |
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So, this conversation is somewhat hypothetical |
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Boogie Down Productions attempts to prove somethin' |
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I say hypothetical because it's only theory |
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My theory, so take a minute now to hear me |
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So what's your problem? It seems you want to be KRS-Two |
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From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack |
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'Cos KRS-One means simply one KRS |
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That's it, that's all, solo, single, no more, no less |
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I've built up my credential financially and mental |
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Anytime I rhyme, I request the instrumental |
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I speak clearly and that's merely |
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Or should I say a mere, help to my career |
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I'm really not into fashion or craze |
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Just the one who pays and how soon I get a raise |
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You're probably in a daze, acting out of sympathy |
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Wrote a couple of rhymes and think that you can get with me |
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But what a pity, I'm rockin' New York City |
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And everywhere else, you put the jams on the shelf |
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You as an amateur is outspoken |
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I'm looking at your face, you seem to be hopin' |
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That I might stutter, stop, or just mess up |
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But every thing's live that's why I don't dress up |
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"Blastmaster KRS" a synonym for, "Fresh" |
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I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test |
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Got DJ Scott La Rock by my side, not in back of me |
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'Cos we make up, The Boogie Down Productions crew faculty |
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Get it right, or train yourself not to bite |
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'Cos when you bite you have bitten, when I hear it, that's it |
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I do not contemplate a battle cause it really ain't worth it |
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I'd rather point a pistol at your head and try to burst it |
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I'm teaching poetry, I'm teaching poetry |
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Scott La Rock, we're teaching poetry |