Killarmy - 5 Stages Of Consciousness Lyrics
Intro: killa sin, p.r. terrroristYeah, yeah, one, two, check it out, yo5 stages of consciousness right hereYou got your conscious, yeah know imean, word upYou got your sub-consciousYou got your super-consciousYou got your magnetic-conscious*various talk by both*[killa sin]Yo, I forever stay ready dunn,Money run gun under the pelly, kind of heavyPretty pearl, tickle my belly, but steady by the waist-lineThirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to waistNone un-mine in his swine, I let him live now hop he relizes what he didPerhaps youve got a child on the line and I got time for no penSee battle up to warn the squad, already bars on my cribWith their guns drawn, seekin killa sin who done slidMany moons ago, across town whereaboutsUnknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a *****I puff a bone, a usual suspect, Ill never beAllah sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevitySo, take this advice, while I reiterate the thought to take your lifeAnd I will[p.r. terrrorist]Magazines recovered at homocide scenes, living of rhyming schemesAlways had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to blow trialNot put in foul like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected gunsHad to watch my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at ceosLeaving maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50 smileYour face get lifted and then you shift into another facilitySame shit, back in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl>from the pressure of everyday life, career endeavorThe knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight terrorKillarmy running through your whole *****ing eraWith five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the weatherAnd control forecast, rough traffic, off the pad, alive in the actYour stuck to subjects just like math, ram you off in the first halfThis quarter wont last, your leaning on the trigger, guns blastBlaow, super-conscious leaves this track smashed[beretta 9]Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through this difficult stageYou gotta maintain, cope with the stress and painStill in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rainA thirty down in the flesh, my mental pretainsTook to much time to explainThe duty of a wise man, to the minds, some will blameWith this physical, mental, will and emotionThe aquizations to control my infinite devotionsWhich is to seek the onslaught, cause we express thoughtsTo the seeds the wrong foods, that made them with their knotsMy dude is to civilize and penalizeThroats were cutting them, they must of got stregthalizedI take it upon myself to reveal the disguiseYou *****ing snake, I tie you to the graphite, tightIf now to live, you would begin to strikeI waste no time now searching for a mysteryWith every twenty five thousand, we renew our historyWe be the gods, the asiatic black men, and not reactingWe actually run this shit and defend*martial art sample*[islord]Aiyyo, three years trapped in the belly of the beastGot me on some, ***** the large, ***** the fed coats***** the judges, cause they dont give two shits about usBlack man, woman and child, how were living over hereTrapped in the worst part, when things like this happen on the regularInnocent bystanders get trapped off on the streets of my stomping groundsWith constant war pops off, wine bottles on the regularLike clock work to be specific[9th prince]The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleedAnd promised to feed the deceased, was the supreme general in the armyLittle intelligent little bug, roll with thugs that sold drugs to surviveCivilized the eighty-five and saved many livesBut these water head niggaz dealt with the four devilsCeased the rebel and broke the God down physically down to another levelMadman at his weight, the great general pass the weightWith a smile on his face, I swear if you was hearThese ***** niggaz get tourtured, while I stick hooks up their nosesAnd cut of their ears, even their family memeber swill have to payBrothers, mothers, sisters and fathers get manslaughtered the right wayWere not dealing with feelings, I spare the childrenWeak niggaz get destroyed, four niggaz is buildingRevenge the general, thats what I quote and tape up grenades to your headAnd watch your brains explode[shogun assasson]Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like coccaineRebel dope that numbs your brainLike a shot of novacainneIn your death you will feel no painI should teach you with my swordAnd the clip was poisonousSnakes speak lies and their words is venomousWu hits come continouscause I dont give a ***** about 97Aint feelin thisSee what Im revealin is the truthIn actual fact be the proofThe youth be the proofAnd the elders be the rootsI stand solid, under firmentThis black man be the garment intelligentThese be the words for my testamentWriten documents of the thoughtThat makes me give props and sell tapes like catacropsMother *****ers
