C'mon!
Go...go...go...ugh..
Go...go...go...go...
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Hey!
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
C'mon
Drop auto logic
You thought you could get wit'
Me and Tommy hittin' man
Cold dropped a smash hit
Angry as a battery
Back in the funk
'Cos I'm not frontin'
Commin' upon tha stage I'll say ya somethin'
Clear as a project
The style is hectic
Guess I'm left with
A system skeptic
The truths I'm droppin'
From the pulpit I'm yellin'
Inspired by gunshots from a township rebellion
Word is a rough mix
Sign of justice
The rhyme is allowed 'cos you can't philabust this
Style I'll catch ya
I'll catch ya the rapture
Ya murdered my level head
Ya know that I have to...
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
Auto logic
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
Stop before you take a wrong turn
Stop before you step up on the stage and get burned
Stop and just listen
I'm dismissing competition with decisions
So I guess you'll have to listen and learn
Creative
So what ya gonna do?
Ain't no fading
So what ya gonna do?
Grab the microphone and say a check one two
The kid's solo
Unafraid of any crew
'Cos I'm tha type of mother with the maddest
Status
Statue or poll
Paid in full
No bull never dull
Always in control
Taking no shit like I was Manute Boll
Ugh
Huh huh
(speaking)
Awww yeah...
It goes a just like that...yeah...
Now break it down...
Auto logic
On auto pilot
Silence equals death
And death equals silence
The crew that doesn't choose to speak their mind
Is a crew that looses power over time
And now that ya finally woke up
Ya wish your mother fuckin' ass would have spoke up
Voices in full
The ballet of the bullet
The mic is a trigger and I pull it
Droppin' and smashin'
Thrashin' and bashin' tha set
Mentally and spiritually correct
Back!...and ya know it's a threat
'Cos every time I step ya know I won't forget...
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
Auto logic
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
Auto logic (go...go...go...go...)
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
Auto logic (go...go...go...go...)
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic
C'mon!
Hey yo!
Let me be blunt
This is real and not a stunt
I'm comin' to the forefront
Chillin' for the rebel and clear the lane
'Cos this jam is like a tomahawk chop
Teacher I never stop droppin' topics
Vocal power
I guess they got it on central but their trying to clamp it down
Flag was waving the wrong way so I shot it...down!
Get down, and at the same time...
Come up...down!
This is for trying to shut us up
I don't give a fuck
'Cos the words and the thoughts still hit
And like I said
It's not a skit
Jump another hit
Yeah
Ya know I don't need a drum kit
Make 'em say awwww shit!
The rebellion is true and legit
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
Down! Get down!...and clear the land
Down! Get down!...yeah!
The rebel
You'll never disable
Defiance with the cards upon the table
Pulling cards keep tha governments in check
Yo!
I think we need a new deck
Never could trust a philabust'
The mic is like a fist and it'll bust ya
With words cold hittin' with the underground
And now you're checkin' out the new sound
Live hip live hop live rock
And ya don't stop
It goes on and on and on
Pose a threat
C'mon, the war is on!
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
Down! Get down!...and clear the lane
(Guitar solo)
Start droppin'
Our words are never safe
Fighting myself
'Till I'm where I gotta be
I challange, don't sweat it
Now don't you forget it
Check me? What? Wait you better slow down!
Realize I can't confine my rhyme to a beat
I need cash so when I'm cool I'm never ever weak
Places are fluid and diluted and complete
Check me once, calm down and take a seat
Strip tha chains the freedom's there but then it's gone!
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
Defiance
Rippin' up the south set
Every time I'm grippin' the mic it's a sound threat
Resist against the suckers that bring the bass in
Timmy C, bring that bass in!
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
Ugh...clear the lane
C.I.A.
(Criminals in Action)
[Intro by Kool Keith & Sir Menalik at the"LYRICIST LOUNGE":
...We got a very unexpected, delightful delivery coming thru
Word? Yo! Who they got? Who they got?
Just when you thought it was safe
We got Zack De La Rocha, Last Emperor, KRS-ONE!
KRS-ONNNNNE!!!
Stepping to the stage; the seers... the gladiators;...
...Zack De La Rocha, Last Emperor, and KRS-ONE
[KRS-ONE:]
Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh!
KRS-1 coming thru... Big Zack... Last Emperor
Woo! Woo!...that's the sound of EMS...
(Ha Ha!)...Last Emperor, KRS...
(Ha Ha!)...Big Zack you know the rest...
Now we gonna come down like this now, hold tight, all crew... LISTEN!
[ZACK DE LA ROCHA:]
This voice shatters the calm of the day like an alarm
So wake up bright anew; and take up arms
'Cos more is necessary than vocabulary war
'Cos the toxic rock import's hitting on your door
C.I.A. I'll see you later; 'cause your time is coming soon
I'll flip the shit like Pacino in a Dark Dog Day Afternoon
Attica! Attica! Drug agents you bring your statica
My alphabet will slash and then can flip you automatica, dramatic
Like Ali Shaheed Mohammed brought the vibe
I’ll bring the sun at red dawn upon the thoughts that Franz Fanon
So stand at attention devil dirch
You'll never survive choosing sides against the wretched of the earth
The infiltrator (ugh!)
Child intoxicator (ugh!)
People incarcerator (ugh!)
Liberation movement annihilator (yeah!)
We got you clock pushing rocks and it failed
We got brothers trooping subways like the Ho Chi Ming trail
We got tha truth daddy, Last Emperor, KRSin' history's manifestin' tomorrow's next lesson
[CHORUS:]
[All:] You claim I'm selling' crack; but you be doing that (2X)
[Zack:] You know tha cops they got a network for the toxic rock!
[All:] You claim I'm selling' crack; but you be doing that
[Last Emperor] so get that flashlight outta my face!
[All:] You claim I'm selling' crack; but you be doing that
[KRS:] The Last Emperor, KRS-ONE and big Zack
[LAST EMPEROR:]
As free market, capitalism and technology expands
The third world's fertile soil becomes a desert wasteland
So it takes fans to demand the government provide answers
When Lady Liberty has me bewitched like Samantha
And poverty is one of the most malignant forms of cancer
To all my black magic romancers and acid rain dancers
Develop close ties like Jerry Seinfeld and George Costanza
We fear no man and throw jams that attack Counter Intelligence Programs
Exiting like the epic adventures of Conan
I colonize minds like Zaire by the Belgians
Now what hell is the problem with this system and what it sells us?
I bring ancient relics like Wycleff did the zealots
I saw an iron curtain called Hip-Hop and got it opened like Boris Yeltsen
Whirlwinds, tornadoes and the rain forest if you say so,
KRS & the last Emperor roll like the Green Hornet and Kato
Zack De La Rocha brings the enraged flow
But all three drop science and become the most powerful alliance since N.A.T.O.
Greed
Causing innocent blood to flow
Entire culture, lost in the overthrow
They came to seize and take whatever they please
Then all they gave back was death and disease
My people were left with no choice but to decide
To conform to a system, responsible for genocide
Responsible for genocide
Responsible for genocide...
Spoken:
AIDS is killing the entire African nation
And the vaccine is still supposedly under preparation
But these governments they don't mind the procrastination
They say, "We'll kill them off, take their land and go there for vacation."
My people's culture was strong, it was pure
And if not for the white greed
It would've endured
My people were left with no choice but to decide
To conform to a system
Souls encaged
Minds enslaved
I feel the rage
Brutality can never be undone
But the sun is not yet set
The bass and drums and microphones a threat
That's when ya investigate the crimes from the inside
And see that they're responsible for genocide
Responsible for genocide
Responsible for genocide...
Ya cram ya culture down my throat
Say I'm inferior when upon it I choke
Ya fill my mind with a false sense of history
And then you wonder why I have no identity?
Well I'll strike a match and it'll catch and spread the insight we need
A tiny fire, burning bright
Shedding light on the darkness of greed
A yes yes y'all
And ya don't stop
Shedding light on the darkness of greed
A yes yes y'all
And ya don't stop
Shedding light on the darkness of greed
Good Evening,
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
To uh, tha Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia.
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
And it goes something like this
Fuck the police,
Comin straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad cos I'm brown
And not tha other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, cos I ain't the one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beaten' on, and thrown in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me cos I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L.A.
Yo, I got somethin to say
Fuck the police
C'mon! Off, What?
Fuck the police
Yeah!
C'mon!
Fuck tha police
Yeah
Fuck The police,
Comin straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad cos I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, cos I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and throw in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me cos I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benz
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
Cos they slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
Yeah, my brothas will swarm
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform
Just cos we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me
Hey!
Punk on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L. A.
Hey yo, we got somethin to say
Fuck the police
C'mon, sing that shit
Right now
C’mon!
C’mon!
One more time
Here we go, here we go
C'mon!
One More, We gotta do it, right now
Yeah
Check it out
Yeeaah!
Pump pump, Whee!
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Right
Air
Check it
Ugh!
Lyrical champion ya, re-lyrical champion ya,
Whoa!
Lyrical champion we say the mindsets a threat
Whoa!
Lyrical champion ya, re-lyrical champion ya,
Go!
Lyrical champion we say the mindsets a threat
Ugh!
You! Know!
You know the mindset's a threat
You Know!
Check it!
In the industry you just can't reach reality
Grip the microphone because we want to free
Never oppress nor a tune to lay a stress
Ya lack ability but now ya put to the test
Yo!
I want to set in the cool MSPA
Don’t worry about my documents or the car that I steer
The material pressure is just a digresser
Ya livin’ your life obeyin’ thought ya tried to impress ya
Ugh!
You! Know!
You know the mindset’s a threat
You! Know!
You know the mindset’s a threat
You! Know!
You know the mindset’s a threat
You! Know!
You know the mindset’s a threat
You! Know!
You know the mindset’s a threat
Drop it!
Ease up!
Bringing in the new lifestyle in 1991 now
With a ragamuffin style we bringin' it to you
Now bring it down!!!
Awww... shit!
(Guitar solo)
Huh!
Ugh!
Listen to what I’m sayin’
Materialism I'm saying
?????? Cos you know what I mean it’s a system you’re obeyin'
Growing it like a cancer
You say what you think you dancer
??????????????????????? As they answer
Go!
I want to set in the cool MSPA
Don't worry about my documents or the car that I steer
The material pressure is just a digresser
Ya livin’ your life obeyin’ thought ya tried to impress ya
Ugh!
You! Know!
Yes!
You! Know!
In (or to) the new sound!
You! know!
Ease up!
The main attraction - distraction
Got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son; they got you thinkin' that
What ya need is what they sellin'
Make you think that buyin' is rebellin'
From the theaters to malls on every shore
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Spielberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred
Memory erased, burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin' for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
Hospitals not profit full
The market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin' for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin' filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin' for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
Just stare
Relive tha nightmare
People
of The Sun (Demo)
Bastard son is in, swimmin' in a sea of funk
Clear the lane, I'm gonna have to dunk ya
Up and down like a donut in a caffeinated drink
So take the sink, I'll take ya to the brink
Check the rugged style I flip (some versions say "bring")
If the price is right, I'll take you on a trip
In my old school '62, two-tone white and blue
One that ya never wanna step to
Face my baseline, feel the earth quaking
Sweat is on site at appamatox
Mistakin' for my culture
White boys who came and tried to steal my name
But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's coming back around again!
Yeah it's coming back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
Yeah
I'm not a silent one, I'm a defiant one,
Never the normal one, 'cause I'm the bastard's son
Trip the way before the sky gives birth
And now I trip the way from mother earth
I'm tearin' off a, big fat chunk of the funk
Clear the lane I gotta dunk, never smoke the skunk
Or the cest
The Humboldt, the showman of the Buddha
Gotta product six shooter, so fuck the hoota
Face the baselines feel the earth quakin'
Sweat is on site at appamatox
Mistaken for my culture,
White boys who came and tried to steal my name
But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun!
It's coming back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's coming back around again!
Yeah it's coming back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
For the sun!
Earth shares what Earth receives
And now only blood brings life
A killer bring life, producer bring life
Protector bring life, soiled hands bring life
The tree of democracy shall be watered by the blood of revolution
So go plant a seed, go plant a seed for harvest
Go plant a seed for harvest producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer
And it all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall
It all shall fall
I first met you and the ideas you uphold while incarcerated
A victim of a social experiment
Eventually addicted to your eight hour injections of hypocrisy and arrogance and greed
Forced to sit with complicity in front of my executioners
As they bludgeoned me with their so called superior values and demanded my submission
I became an indentured servant in a factory
Where I myself was the product
Who’s' only useful quality was to protect their palaces
Every word uttered from their mouths strangled me
So that every thought I express
Shall sow the seed for the noose around their necks
And set fire to their homes
And every word uttered from their mouths strangled me
So that every thought I express
Shall sow the seed for the noose around their necks
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And it all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Testify
(Original Version)
Here we go
9-5 is the blood for your sweat
Pay the landlord, he's taking your blood for the rent
Yo
The balance dead so a bullet's what I get
When my Mao-Say-Tung gets effective like Tet
The whip snap my back
My spine crack
Front to back
Ohhh, I’m the Marlboro man
Can I make London bridges fall
If they do me like Mumia Abu-Jam
Nobody move
Nobody move
86 Philly pigs drive a whole city block
And I'm campin' like Hampton
Read the word of the innocent
Yet death row is locked
Capital lie
Yes I'm check the wrong rhythm
And so they say let Saigon’s be Saigon’s
But wait a Ho-Chi-minute
Waste the day 'cause the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth,
Ya can't plead the first
Are you ready to testify?
Get ready to testify
Are you ready to testify?
Get ready to testify
The revolutionary aesthetic
Black leather, beret and powder blue
However menacing this human form on the outside looks
Without revolutionary aesthetic
It's ever so transglucentit's ever so translucent
I stand amidst grandiose gestures
Postures and platforms of romanticism
Creating more noise than answers
Creating more noise than the sirens
That keep our children crouched in corners
I sit and watch us do the blind man's dance
And I can't stand the smell of false composure
So I take a Ho-Chi minute to meditate
And think
And then tune to the word of Jose Martin
Doing is the best way of saying
Doing is the best way of saying
Doing is the best way of saying
Doing is the best way of saying
9-5 is the blood for your sweat
Pay the landlord, he's taking your blood for the rent
Yo
The balance dead so a bullet's what I get
When my Mao-Say-Tung gets effective like Tet
The whip snap my back
My spine crack
Front to back
Ohhh what a Marlboro man
Can I make London bridges fall
If they do me like Mumia Abu-Jamal
Nobody move
Nobody move
86 Philly [pigs drive a whole city block
And I'm campin'] like Hampton
Read the word of the innocent
Yet death row is locked
Capitol lie
Yes I'm check the wrong rhythm
And so they say let Saigon’s be Saigon’s
But wait a Ho-Chi-minute
Waste the day 'cause the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth,
Ya can't plead the first
Doing is the best way of saying
Doing is the best way of saying
Hey!
Ugh!
Try to act
That’s how I react
Focus snaps the track
I counteract
Those who try to subdue
The truth
Lose their condition
Were labeled inactive
Being ‘91
In the twentieth century
???? and a match in a bottle of kerosene
Flame ignites into the black
Sending fright
Thought you could read minds
And words and insight
Backin' the explosion on stage
Causes fear
Frances Fanon
Creates an anger and that's clear
Using my brain
Until the power is obtained
Using my strength to gain
A struggle for rage
But I,
Choose another tune to uplift
Yeah, you know my anger is a gift
A gift to
expect the test we all must face
Hah,
Out my face
Release he reason
Alive with pain
The actor’s change
But the plays the same
C'mon
In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows
Some are the holders of power
But the style will (????) shower
Trying to rap to brothas about the structure itself
Pay only people to motivate and creates more hate
State to state
I set it straight
I investigate
Debate (????)
At the oppression
I react with agression
Yo!
Live session after session
No need for repression
Just take the mic
And a rap another session
No need for guessing
Yeah
And that shit that your stressin’
Release the reason
Alive with pain
The actor’s change
But the plays the same
Released from reason
Alive with pain
The actor’s change
But the plays the same
C'mon!
In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows
Ugh!
Ugh!
I'm on the mic
Stepping up to sucka's
While we're drummin' out the style
And I do it with a smile
When I put punks on trial
Taking 'em back again
Yeah the name of the comprehender
The style I drop is going on and on
To the punks to recognize the style
And realize
That I'm not no punk kid
Just stepping up on the mic kid
Ugh!
In the narrows
In The narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows
Ugh!
Much respect to everyone who listened respectfully... yes
Yes
Check one two, one two
We're gonna keep it movin' y'all
Ugh!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop (crowd)
Yo!
Stand clear! Don man a-talk
You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk
Watch out! We run New York
Policeman come, we bust him out the park
I know this for a fact, you don't like how I act
You claim I'm sellin' crack
But you be doin' that
I'd rather say, "See ya"
Cause I would never be ya
You be an officer? You wicked overseer!
Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a savior
First show a little respect, change your behavior
Change your attitude, change your plan
There could never really be justice on stolen land
Are you really for peace and equality?
Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me
Your laws are minimal!
Cause you won't even think about lookin' at the real criminal
This has got to cease
Cause we be getting hyper to the sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
Now here's a little truth
Open up your eye
While you're checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise
Take the word "overseer," like a sample
Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example
Overseer
Overseer
Overseer
Overseer
Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer!
Yeah, officer from overseer
You need a little clarity?
Check the similarity!
The overseer rode around the plantation
The officer is off patrolling all the nation
The overseer could stop you what you're doing
The officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing
They both ride horses
After 400 years, I've got no choices!
The police them have a little gun
So when I walk the streets, I walk around with a bigger one
I hear it all day
Just so they can run the light and be upon their way
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
The sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
It's the sound of the beast!
Whoop-whoop!
The sound of da police!
The sound of the beast!
The sound of the beast!
The sound of the beast!