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my philosophy - alex dionisio lyrics

[intro]
so, you’re a philosopher?
yes…
i think very deeply…

in about four seconds, a teacher will begin to speak, huh

[verse 1]
let us begin
what, where, why or when will all be explained like instructions to a game
see i’m not insane, in fact i’m kinda rational when i be asking you, “who is more dramatical?”
this one or that one, the white one or the black one
pick the punk and i’ll jump up to attack one
krs*one is just the guy to lead a crew
right up to your face and diss you
everyone saw me on the last album cover, holding a pistol, something far from a lover, beside my brother, s*c*o*t*t
i just laugh ’cause no one can defeat me
this is lecture number two, “my philosophy”
number one was “poetry,” you know it’s me
this is my philosophy**many artists gotta learn
i’m not flammable, i don’t burn
so please stop burning and learn to earn respect
’cause that’s just what kr collects
see, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk?
you walk down the street and get jumped
you got to have style and learn to be original
and everybody’s gonna wanna diss you
like me, we stood up for the south bronx
and every sucker emcee had a response?
you think we care? i know that they are on the tip
my posse from the bronx is thick
in real real life, we roll correctly
a lot of suckers would like to forget me
but they can’t ’cause like a champ i have got a record of knocking out the frauds in a second
on the mic, i believe that you should get loose
i haven’t come to tell you i got juice
i just produce, create, innovate on a higher level
i’ll be back, but for now just sekkle
[break]
did you hear the main thing that was just said?

in about four seconds, a teacher will begin to speak

[verse 2]
i’ll play the 9 and you play the target
you all know my name so i guess i’ll just start it
or should i say start this, teaching i’m the artist
styles and new concepts at their hardest
yo, ’cause i’m a teacher, and scott is a scholar
it ain’t about money ’cause we all make dollars
that’s why i walk with my head up
when i hear wack rhymes i get fed up
rap is like a set*up, a lot of games
a lot of suckers with colorful names
i’m so*and*so, i’m this, i’m that
huh, but they all just wick*wick*wack
i’m not white or red or black, i’m brown
from the boogie down
productions, of course, our music be thumping
others say they’re bad, but they’re bugging
let me show you something now about hip*hop
about d*nice, melodie, and scott la rock
i’ll get a pen, a pencil, a marker
mainly what i write is for the average new yorker
some emcees be talking and talking
trying to show how black people are walking
but i don’t walk this way to portray or reinforce stereotypes of today, like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon, talk broken english and drug*selling
see, i’m telling and teaching pure facts
the way some act in rap is kinda wack, and it lacks creativity and intelligence
but they don’t care ’cause their company’s selling it
it’s my philosophy on the industry
don’t bother dissing me or even wishing we’d soften, dilute or commercialize all the lyrics
’cause it’s about time one of y’all hear it and hear it first*hand from an intelligent brown man, a vegetarian
no goat or ham or chicken or turkey or hamburger
’cause to me that’s suicide, self*murder
let us get back to what we call hip*hop
and what it meant to dj scott la rock
[break]
so, you’re a philosopher?

yes, i think very deeply

in about four seconds, a teacher will begin to speak

[verse 3]
how many emcees must get dissed before somebody says, “don’t f*ck with kris”?
this is just one style out of many
like a piggy bank, this is one penny
my brother’s name is kenny, that’s kenny parker
my other brother i.c.u. is much darker
boogie down productions is made up of teachers
the lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker
who gets weaker, the king or the teacher?
it’s not about a salary, it’s all about reality
teachers teach and do the world good
kings just rule and most are never understood
if you were to rule or govern a certain industry
all inside this room right now would be in misery
no one would sing a song or get along
’cause everyone’d be singing for the king, am i wrong?
i say yo, what’s up? it’s me again
scott la rock, krs, bdp again
many people had the nerve to think that we would end the trend with criminal minded, an album which is only ten funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records
no more than four minutes and some seconds
the competition checks and checks and keeps checking
they take the album, take it home and start sweating
why? well, it’s simple, to them it’s kind of vital to take krs*one’s title
to them i’m like an idol, some type of entity
in everybody’s rhyme, they wanna mention me?
or rather mention us, me and scott la rock
but they can get bust, get robbed, get dropped
i don’t play around, nor do i f around
and you can tell by the bodies that are left around
when some clown jumps up to get beat down
broken down to his very last compound
see how it sounds? a little un*rational
a lot of emcees like to use the word “dramatical”
[outro]
fresh for ’88, you suckers

- alex dionisio lyrics

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