Conscious Style (feat. KRS-One)

Dealing in levels of astronomy, numerology, geometry

Sociology, physiology, psychology

And of course philosophy, musicology

BDP-R-T

It's nothing but conscious style

It's nothing but conscious style

It's nothing but conscious style

Where all the teachers went with all that pro-black shit?

Where all the conscious niggas that used to chat like this?

See I remember yesterday when y'all was gods and nerds

Egyptians and manifestos on the verge of giving birth

To understanding and planting seeds that grow

Now everybody's on that bullshit 'bout killing and so

Eat my pussy, suck my dick, well that's the size of the shit

So in the head of ignorance I rent subconscious clip

Niggas is small, my task is educate y'all

Can you stop selling crack? 'Cause negro that takes balls

Up on that road called freedom seldom traveled by the multitude

I bring gifts of life like this I'm conscious fool

God degree, 'cause see God 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 lacking over there, niggas lacking over here

So niggas dying over here and niggas dying over there

Black youths 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 it 'cause I reveal your ass

You can't shield your dirty thoughts with no five percent fact

Peep the jewels that I cast, see the fools that I clash

I be schooling your ass 'cause being true is a task

And I am nothing but a God bless, nigga what?

Take your hand off your nuts and your lips off that blunt

Stand for something, stand erect, stand for this

You fall for everything because you don't stand for shit

I'm on the slime, come wicked every time

And fill your mind with conscious rhyme

It's nothing but conscious style

You ever wonder why you ain't living how you should be living?

Could it be your mentality you giving off?

North, South, West, East, like an unchained beast

Your thoughts pulling you, the deceased

I release a little piece with speed

Before the savage MC proceeds to feed

Upon the minds of the minor, I find the antidote

To the empty MC that think they dope

We ain't got too far to go

Opportunities are shutting 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

Talking shit with your clique, showing your ass as I blast into it

With the clip of conscious lyrical wit

KRS-One comes well equipped

You can follow me to my sip one, follow me to my sip two turntable

You're listening to the sound now of the Profile label

With BDP-R-T, yo Y tell 'em just what you see

Niggas is talented but they let it go to waste

I came to smack the ignorant smile off your face

You lacking knowledge of self and what I'm talking 'bout

You niggas laughing but that's something you should cry about

Right now you finding out that God is back up in the house

My weapon's in my mouth but watch how I can take you out

Intelligent, represent, ignorance, slide to it

Slang spit, entertainment, run shit

'Pon the planet, BDP, partner mix

P-I-G, conscious lyrics

You're suffering, niggas is sick, where's the busting?

I hear that gangster 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 shedding light

You'll 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

Battle line is falling, poor people of the world are balling

Black people calling for P-I-G and what we talking

Black facts and shit like that

Test and lack, get your head cracked

Rip tracks and refuse to come wack

P-I-G them nigga lyrics, you know this not

I'm on the slime, come wicked every time

And fill your mind with a conscious rhyme

Yeah, check it out one two, check it out

Come on, boy like the bomb's been

It's nothing but conscious style

BDP coming through

It's nothing but conscious style

Knowledge brings the flame

It's nothing but conscious style