[KRS-One]
Dealing in levels of astronomy, numerology, geometry, sociology, physiology 
Psychology and of course philosophy
Music-ology
B.D.P.R.T

(It's nothing but conscious style) (x3)

Verse One: Wise Intelligent

Yo, where the teachers went, with all that pro-black [bad word] 
Where all the conscious niggas, who used to chat like this?
See, I remember yesterday when y'all was Gods and Earths
Egyptians and metaphysicists on the verge of giving birth
To understanding, and planting seeds that grow
Now everybody's on that [bad word] about killing and so
Eat my [bad word]  suck my [bad word]  well that's the size of the [bad word] So in the head of ignorance, I rip some conscious clip
Niggas is small, my task is educate y'all
Can you stop selling crack cause negro that takes balls
I'm on that road called freedom, seldom traveled by the multitude
I bring gifts of life, light, and some conscious food
God degree, cause see God's the size of me
And yeah, what's the difference with the west and the east
I feel there ain't no difference, so spread the news I spit
And since I got you listening, I guess I'll prove the [bad word] There's niggas is lacking over there, niggas is lacking over here
Some niggas is dying over here, and niggas is dying over there
Black youth don't follow them, because they don't know [bad word] They selling you death on that pursuit for Benz and Lexus
We gots to talk about, cause I'll reveal your [bad word] You can't shield your dirty thoughts with no five percent fact
Peep the jewels that I craft, see the fools that I class
I be schooling your [bad word]  cause being [bad word] is a task
And I am nothing but, I'm God-blessed [bad word]  what?
Take your hands off your nuts, and your lips off that blunt
Stand for something, stand erect, stand for this
You'll fall for anything cause you don't stand for [bad word] I murder [bad word] wicked every time
And fill your mind with conscious rhyme

(It's nothing but conscious style)

Verse Two: KRS-One

You ever wonder why you ain't living how you should be living
Could it be your mentality you're giving off?
North, south, west, east, like an unchained beast
Your thoughts bringing you to deceased
release a little piece with speed
Before the savage emcee proceeds to feed
Upon the minds of the minor, I find the antidote
To the empty emcee that thinks they dope
We ain't got too far to go
Opportunities are shutting down faster than this rhyme flow
One day you're in your sauna, next day a goner
You can sit and play games like Bugs Bunny if you wanna
Real bad boys used to move in silence, peep it
But now real bad boys seem to move in secret societies, a trip
Don't slip with your lip talking [bad word] with your clip
Showing your [bad word] as I blast into it
With a clip of conscious lyrical wit [bad word] well equipped
You can follow me in a mass of one follow me in a mass of two turntables
You're listening to the sound now of the Profile label
With B.D.P.R.T.
Yo Wise, tell 'em just what you see

Verse Three: Wise Intelligent

Niggas is talented, but they let it go to waste
I'm came to smack that ign'ant smile off your face
You're lacking knowledge of self and what I'm talking about
You niggas laughing but that's something you should cry out
Right now you're finding out is God is back up in the house
My weapon's in my mouth and watch how I can take you out
Intelligent, represent
Ignorance, slaughter it
Slangspit [bad word] [bad word]  on the planet
B.D.P., up on the mix
P.R.T., conscious lyrics
You're suffering
Niggas is sick, where's the Bufferin?
I hear that gangsta [bad word] but let some conscious brothers hit
You know the type that fight, live and die for [bad word] rights
Not only that, we will kill for this righteous life
I'm on the mic for the p