Killarmy - 5 Stages of Consciousness lyrics

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Intro: Killa Sin, P.R. Terrrorist

Yeah, yeah, one, two, check it out, yo

5 stages of consciousness right here

You got your conscious, yeah know I'mean, word up

You got your sub-conscious

You got your super-conscious

You got your magnetic-conscious

*Various talk by both*

[Killa Sin]

Yo, I forever stay ready dunn,

money run gun under the pelly, kind of heavy

Pretty pearl, tickle my belly, but steady by the waist-line

Thirsty to dump but thought twice before I took time to waist

None un-mine in his swine, I let him live now hop he relizes what he did

Perhaps you've got a child on the line and I got time for no pen

See battle up to warn the squad, already bars on my crib

With their guns drawn, seekin Killa Sin who done slid

Many moons ago, across town whereabouts

Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a fuck

I puff a bone, a usual suspect, i'll never be

Allah sees everything, bad boy silence is the key to longevity

So, take this advice, while I reiterate the thought to take your life

And I will

[P.R. Terrrorist]

Magazines recovered at homocide scenes 2 teens living off rhyming schemes

Always had dreams to be discovered and meanwhile had to blow trial

Not put in foul like the rest of them, seventeen with blade infected guns

Had to watch my back when I shit and piss, niggaz busting nuts at CEO's

Leaving maternals frisked, faces derenched, buck 50 smile

Your face get lifted and then you shift into another facility

Same shit, back in the world, I stand strong and watch the weak curl

>From the pressure of everyday life, career endeavor

The knowledge, sylabbles and my name is straight terror

Killarmy running through your whole fucking era

With five stages of consciousness, we swiftly change like the weather

And control forecast, rough traffic, off the pad, alive in the act

Your stuck to subjects just like math, ram you off in the first half

This quarter wont last, your leaning on the trigger, guns blast

Blaow, super-conscious leaves this track smashed

[Beretta 9]

Harpoons for hard times, kid, going through this difficult stage

You gotta maintain, cope with the stress and pain

Still in seek of the shelter that blocks out the rain

A thirty down in the flesh, my mental pretains

Took to much time to explain

The duty of a wise man, to the minds, some will blame

With this physical, mental, will and emotion

The aquizations to control my infinite devotions

Which is to seek the onslaught, cause we express thoughts

To the seeds the wrong foods, that made them with their knots

My dude is to civilize and penalize

Throats were cutting them, they must of got stregthalized

I take it upon myself to reveal the disguise

You fucking snake, I tie you to the graphite, tight

If now to live, you would begin to strike

I waste no time now searching for a mystery

With every twenty five thousand, we renew our history

We be the gods, the asiatic black men, and not reacting

We actually run this shit and defend

*martial art sample*

[Islord]

Aiyyo, three years trapped in the belly of the beast

Got me on some, fuck the large, fuck the fed coats

Fuck the judges, cause they dont give two shits about us

Black man, woman and child, how were living over here

Trapped in the worst part, when things like this happen on the regular

Innocent bystanders get trapped off on the streets of my stomping grounds

With constant war pops off, wine bottles on the regular

Like clock work to be specific

[9th Prince]

The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleed

And promised to feed the deceased, was the supreme general in the army

Little intelligent little bug, roll with thugs that sold drugs to survive

Civilized the eighty-five and saved many lives

But these water head niggaz dealt with the four devils

Ceased the rebel and broke the god down physically down to another level

Madman at his weight, the great general pass the weight

With a smile on his face, I swear if you was hear

These pussy niggaz get tourtured, while I stick hooks up their noses

And cut of their ears, even their family memeber swill have to pay

Brothers, mothers, sisters and fathers get manslaughtered the right way

We're not dealing with feelings, I spare the children

Weak niggaz get destroyed, Four niggaz is building

Revenge the general, thats what I quote and tape up grenades to your head

And watch your brains explode

[Shogun Assasson]

Yo, yo, I sling horse slang like coccaine

Rebel dope that numbs your brain

Like a shot of novacainne

In your death you will feel no pain

I should teach you with my sword

And the clip was poisonous

Snakes speak lies and their words is venomous

Wu hits come continousCause I don't give a fuck about '97

Ain't feelin this

See what I'm revealin is the truth

In actual fact be the proof

The youth be the proof

And the elders be the roots

I stand solid, under firment

This black man be the garment intelligent

These be the word's for my testament

Writen documents of the thought

That makes me give props and sell tapes like catacrops

Mother fuckers