Poetry-Boogie Down Productions

Poetry - Boogie Down Productions Verse one: krs-one Well now youre forced to listen to the teacher and the lesson Class is in session so you can stop guessin If this is a tape or a written down memo See I am a professional, this is not a demo In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture Sort of a poetic and rhythm-like mixture Listen, Im not dissin but theres somethin that youre missin Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishin For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste If this meaning doesnt manifest put it to rest I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it It takes concentration for fresh communication Observation, that is to see without speaking Take off your coat, take notes, I am teachin A class, or rather school, cause you need schooling I am not a king or queen, Im not ruling This is an introduction to poetry A small dedication to those that might know of me They might know of you and maybe your gang But one things for sure, neither one of yall can hang Cause yo Im like a arrow, and scott is the crossbow Say something now ... thought so You seem to be the type that only understand The annihilation and destruction of the next man Thats not poetry, that is insanity Its simply fantasy far from reality Poetry is the language of imagination Poetry is a form of positive creation Difficult, isnt it? the point? youre missin it Your face is in front of my hand so Im dissin it Verse two: krs-one Scott larock is innovating, decorating hip-hop The beat may drop but not like all the others They just cover while I just smother Every single stupid mutha -- wait wait brotha Krs-one will have to show another Mc or self-proclaimed king or queen Or gang or crew or solo or team That I mean Business So tell me what is this? See I come from the bronx so just kiss this Boogie down productions is somewhat an experiment The antidote for sucka mcs and theyre fearin it Its self-explanatory, no ones writin for me The poetry Im rattlin is really not for battlin But if you want I will simply change the program So when Im done you will simply say damn So this conversation is somewhat hypothetical Boogie down productions attempts to prove somethin I say hypothetical because its only theory My theory, so take a minute now to hear me Verse three: krs-one So whats your problem? It seems you want to be krs-two From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack Cos krs-one means simply one krs Thats it, thats all, solo, single, no more, no less Ive built up my credential financially and mental Anytime I rhyme I request the instrumental I speak clearly and thats merely Or should I say a mere, help to my career Im really not into fashion or craze Just the one who pays and how soon I get a raise Youre probably in a daze, acting out of sympathy Wrote a couple of rhymes and think that you can get with me But what a pity, Im rockin new york city And everywhere else, you put the jams on the shelf You as an amateur is outspoken Im looking at your face, you seem to be hopin That I might stutter, stop, or just mess up But everythings live thats why I dont dress up Blastmaster krs a synonym for fresh Im the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test Got dj scott larock by my side, not in back of me Cos we make up the boogie down productions crew faculty Get it right, or train yourself not to bite Cos when you bite you have bitten, when I hear it, thats it I do not contemplate a battle cause it really aint worth it Id rather point a pistol at your head and try to burst it Im teaching poetry Im teaching poetry Scott larock Were teaching po-e-try