Poetry Lyrics - Boogie Down Productions

One: KRS-One 

Well now you're 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, I'm not dissin but there's somethin that you're missin 

Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishin 

For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste 

If this meaning doesn't 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, I'm not ruling 

This is anduction to poetry 

A small dedication to those that might know of me 

They might know of you and maybe your gang 

But one thing's for sure, neither one of y'all can hang 

Cause yo I'm 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 

That's not poetry, that is insanity 

It's simply fantasy far from reality 

Poetry is the language of imagination 

Poetry is a form of positive creation 

Difficult, isn't it? The point? You're missin it 

Your face is in front of my hand so I'm dissin it 

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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 MC's and they're fearin it 

It's self-explanatory, no one's writin for me 

The poetry I'm rattlin is really not for battlin 

But if you want I will simply change the program 

So when I'm done you will simply say "damn" 

So this conversation is somewhat hypothetical 

Boogie Down Productions attempts to prove somethin 

I say hypothetical because it's only theory 

My theory, so take a minute now to hear me 

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Three: KRS-One 

So what's 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 

That's it, that's all, solo, single, no more, no less 

I've built up my credential financially and mental 

Anytime I rhyme I request the instrumental 

I speak clearly and that's merely 

Or should I say a mere, help to my career 

I'm really not into fashion or craze 

Just the one who pays and how soon I get a raise 

You're 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, I'm rockin New York City 

And everywhere else, you put the jams on the shelf 

You as an amateur is outspoken 

I'm looking at your face, you seem to be hopin 

That I might stutter, stop, or just mess up 

But everything's live that's why I don't dress up 

"Blastmaster KRS" a synonym for "fresh" 

I'm 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, that's it 

I do not contemplate a battle cause it really ain't worth it 

I'd rather point a pistol at your head and try to burst it 

I'm teaching poetry 

I'm teaching poetry 

Scott LaRock 

We're teaching po-e-try