Poetry Lyrics

Song	Poetry
Artist	Boogie Down Productions
Album	Criminal Minded
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	Verse 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 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 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
	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 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
	Verse 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

	Verse one: krsone
	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 rhythmlike 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 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 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
	Verse two: krsone
	Scott larock is innovating, decorating hiphop
	The beat may drop but not like all the others
	They just cover while i just smother
	Every single stupid mutha wait wait brotha
	Krsone will have to show another
	Mc or selfproclaimed 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 selfexplanatory, 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
	Verse three: krsone
	So what' s your problem?
	It seems you want to be krstwo
	From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack
	Cos krsone 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 poetry

	Verse one: krsone
	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 rhythmlike 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 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 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
	Verse two: krsone
	Scott larock is innovating, decorating hiphop
	The beat may drop but not like all the others
	They just cover while i just smother
	Every single stupid mutha wait wait brotha
	Krsone will have to show another
	Mc or selfproclaimed 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 selfexplanatory, 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
	Verse three: krsone
	So what' s your problem?
	It seems you want to be krstwo
	From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack
	Cos krsone 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 poetry

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