Poetry

Boogie Down Productions

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 qu