[Verse One: KRS-One] Yo turn me up just a bit, so I can hear it and spit Reverse spit, and get tips, rehearse a hit and take tricks Research the art just
So, you're a philosopher? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I think very deeply, I think very deeply, I think very deeply I think, I think, I think very deeply,
Out on the highways and the by-ways all alone I'm still searching for, searching for my home Up in the morning, up in the morning out on the road And
Now I'm walking on my own two feet The sun is shinning, my shadow's stretched across the street And I meet the eyes of a stranger I can't quite place
I can't keep pace with you Give you something wild I can change the place with you Turn you into something Action comes to him who waits If he's not
Straight forward this all falls into place. I can do this on my own (I know I can). I seem to be the only one awake. Just please, don't give into them
Disconcerting the downsides, emphasizing on the positive Charcterizes my philosophy My philosophy! Shaping a guideline, free to follow Sharing the
My name is James Secord Everything was gone With this bullet In my sister's face Maybe then they Won't hear the screams Pull the trigger The mirror hurts
Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about
Won?t you look up at the skyline At the mortar block and glass And check out the reflections in my eyes You see they always used to be there Even when
My one book philosophy Back when we ran free And played under the sun A honeymoon no more The streets and the cities And did you lie awake? Though your
Won't you look up at the skyline, at the mortar block and glass And check out the reflections in my eyes You see they always used to be there even when
Open my eyes, welcome the day Oh, what a night, hungover again My body still flows, yet I was on fire I think I made a date but will I keep it No, I
[Vinnie Paz] I was Albert Eiensteins mind, I was Italy's fine wine I was working with God when he defined time I was there when the guns first let off
Change the mood from joy to sadness Because sad is the song I sing On dreams in deep meditations On seven horses running on the shore at dawn Born to
Try to look wise Philosophical words It's all a disguise To boost your self worth Must speak above The ones that you mock They converse and express By
[Intro] Yo, just imagine, like whistling down a desert or some shit Don't this make you wanna swing like monkeys outta trees? [Verse 1] I don't got no