ฟังเพลงMy Philosophy

My Philosophy - Boogie Down Productions

so, you're a philosopher?

yes, yes, yes, yes

I think very deeply.

I think very deeply.

I think very deeply.

I think, I think, I think very deeply.

In about four seconds,

a teacher will begin to speak

Let's begin, what, where,

why, or when

Will all be explained

like instructions to a game

See Im not insane,

in fact, Im kind of 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 dis 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 laughed,

cause no one can defeat me

This is lecture number two,

my philosophy

Number one, was poetry

you know its me

This is my philosophy,

many artists got to learn

Im not flammable, I dont burn

So please stop burnin,

and learn to earn respect

cause thats 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 everybodys gonna wanna diss you

Like me, we stood up

for the south bronx

And every sucka mc had a response

You think we care?

I know that they are on the tip

My posse from the bronx is thick

And were real live, we walk correctly

A lot of suckas would like

to forget me

But they cant, 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 havent come to tell you I have juice

I just produce, create,

innovate on a higher level

I'll be back, but for now just seckle!

I'll play the nine and you play the target

You all know my name

so I guess Ill just start it

Or should I say, start this,

I am an artist

Of new concepts at their hardest

Cause, yo, Im a teacher

and scott is a scholar

It aint about money

cause we all make dollars

Thats 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 suckas with colorful names

Im so-and-so, Im this, Im that

Huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack

Im not white or red or black

Im brown.. from the boogie down

Productions,

of course our music be thumpin

Others say their bad,

but theyre buggin

Let me tell you somethin

now about hip hop

About d-nice, melodie,

and scott la rock

Ill get a pen, a pencil, a marker

Mainly what I write is

for the average new yorker

Some mcs be talkin and talkin

Tryin to show how black people are walkin

But I dont walk this way to portray

Or reinforce stereotypes of today

Like all my brothas

eat chicken and watermelon

Talk broken english and drug sellin

See Im tellin, and teaching real facts

The way some act in rap is kind of wack

And it lacks creativity and intelligence

But they dont care

cause the company is sellin it

Its my philosophy, on the industry

Dont bother dissin me,

or even wish that wed

Soften, dilute,

or commercialize all our lyrics

Cause its about time

one of yall hear it

And hear it first-hand

from the intelligent brown man

A vegetarian, no goat or ham

Or chicken or turkey or hamburger

cause to me thats suicide self-murder

Let us get back to what we call hip hop

And what it meant to dj scott la rock...

So, you're a philosopher?

Yes, I think very deeply

In about four seconds,

a teacher will begin to speak

How many mcs must get dissed

Before somebody says,

dont fuck with kris!

This is just one style, out of many

Like a piggy bank, this is one penny

My brothers name is kenny thats,

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

Its 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

govern a certain or industry

All inside this room right

now would be in misery

No one would get along

nor sing a song

cause everyoned be singing

for the king, am I wrong?

So yo, whats up, it's me again

Scott la rock, krs, bdp again

Many people had the nerve

to think we would end the trend

Were 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 checkin

They buy the album,

take it home, and start sweatin

Why? well its simple,

to them its kind of vital

To take krs-ones title

To them Im like an idol,

some type of entity

In everybodys rhyme

they wanna mention me?

Or rather mention us,

me or scott la rock

But they can get bust get robbed,

get dropped

I dont play around

nor do I fuck 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 unrational

A lot of mcs like to

use the word dramatical!

Fresh for 88, you suckas.