Текст (слова) песни: Killarmy - 5 Stages of Consciousness

 
Intro: Killa Sin, P.R. Terrrorist 
 
Yeah, yeah, one, two, check it out, yo 
5 stages of consciousness right here 
You got your conscious, yeah know I`mean, word up 
You got your sub-conscious 
You got your super-conscious 
You got your magnetic-conscious 
 
*Various talk by both* 
 
[Killa Sin] 
Yo, I forever stay ready dunn, 
money run gun under the pelly, kind of heavy 
Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but steady by the waist-line 
Thirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to waist 
None un-mine in his swine, I let him live now hop he relizes what he did 
Perhaps you`ve got a tab on the line and I aint got no time for no bid 
See battle up to warn the squad, already bars on my crib 
With their guns drawn, seekin Killa Sin who done slid 
Many moons ago, across town whereabouts 
Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a fuck 
I puff a bone, a usual suspect, i`ll never be 
Allah sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevity 
So, take this advice, while I reiterate the thought to take your life 
And I will 
 
[P.R. Terrrorist] 
Magazines recovered at homocide scenes, living of rhyming schemes 
Always had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to blow trial 
Not put in foul like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected guns 
Had to watch my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at CEO`s 
Leaving maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50 smile 
Your face get lifted and then you shift into another facility 
Same shit, back in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl 
-From the pressure of everyday life, career endeavor 
The knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight terror 
Killarmy running through your whole fucking era 
With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the weather 
And control forecast, rough traffic, off the pad, alive in the act 
Your stuck to subjects just like math, ram you off in the first half 
This quarter wont last, your leaning on the trigger, guns blast 
Blaow, super-conscious leaves this track smashed 
 
[Beretta 9] 
Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through this difficult stage 
You gotta maintain, cope with the stress and pain 
Still in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rain 
A thirty down in the flesh, my mental pretains 
Took to much time to explain 
The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some will blame 
With this physical, mental, will and emotion 
The aquizations to control my infinite devotions 
Which is to seek the onslaught, cause we express thoughts 
To the seeds the wrong foods, that made them with their knots 
My dude is to civilize and penalize 
Throats were cutting them, they must of got stregthalized 
I take it upon myself to reveal the disguise 
You fucking snake, I tie you to the graphite, tight 
If now to live, you would begin to strike 
I waste no time now searching for a mystery 
With every twenty five thousand, we renew our history 
We be the gods, the asiatic black men, and not reacting 
We actually run this shit and defend 
 
*martial art sample* 
 
[Islord] 
Aiyyo, three years trapped in the belly of the beast 
Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed coats 
Fuck the judges, cause they dont give two shits about us 
Black man, woman and child, how were living over here 
Trapped in the worst part, when things like this happen on the regular 
Innocent bystanders get trapped off on the streets of my stomping grounds 
With constant war pops off, wine bottles on the regular 
Like clock work to be specific 
 
[9th Prince] 
The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleed 
And promised to feed the deceased, was the supreme general in the army 
Little intelligent little bug, roll with thugs that sold drugs to survive 
Civilized the eighty-five and saved many lives 
But these water head niggaz dealt with the four devils 
Ceased the rebel and broke the god down physically down to another level 
Madman at his weight, the great general pass the weight 
With a smile on his face, I swear if you was hear 
These pussy niggaz get tourtured, while I stick hooks up their noses 
And cut of their ears, even their family memeber swill have to pay 
Brothers, mothers, sisters and fathers get manslaughtered the right way 
We`re not dealing with feelings, I spare the children 
Weak niggaz get destroyed, Four niggaz is building 
Revenge the general, thats what I quote and tape up grenades to your head 
And watch your brains explode 
 
[Shogun Assasson] 
Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like coccaine 
Rebel dope that numbs your brain 
Like a shot of novacainne 
In your death you will feel no pain 
I should teach you with my sword 
And the clip was poisonous 
Snakes speak lies and their words is venomous 
Wu hits come continousCause I don`t give a fuck about `97 
Ain`t feelin this 
See what I`m revealin is the truth 
In actual fact be the proof 
The youth be the proof 
And the elders be the roots 
I stand solid, under firment 
This black man be the garment intelligent 
These be the word`s for my testament 
Writen documents of the thought 
That makes me give props and sell tapes like catacrops 
Mother fuckers
 

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