The inner soul and the thoughts Of the Inner Mind's Eye.
Front line 510 to 710 I'm back again So we send and extend. Peace to all it's the plural oral B the Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity Satellites coincide unifying it's time. To climb avidly apparently reality Below zero it makes you pale no color For the bleach for seasons many reasons. Equinox equator now who's the raider And who's the soul who stole the surface? Sacrifice slice commanding I'm demanding official awareness we Share this common understanding.
Word is bond and I give my Life before my word shall fall, Do me a favor listen up y'all. We got to activate social Activity for one common cause, Cherish your mind or you will Perish. Nigga, relax your temper, so We can live up to our nature As civilized men Everytime we live savage-like, we Damage like the heads of our Young little seeds. Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, My eye balls bleed, since when Was my mind really freed, it's kind of ill when you don't Know what time or whose time You are livin' in, this is the earth We exist within. Damn My mind keep swellin' While in my inner soul keeps Tellin' my anger & hate, while In my verses, I keep yellin' Let's do this, let's do this, Let's make a change, so I could Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged You better believe it gotta stop. Yes it gotta stop, word is bond God! Word is Bond! I'll be coming around the mountian Mountain Mama mia more money nonstop Solar sex the believer of breather Taking on all sorts of shit The devil his wife son daughter And don't let me see you shoot no dogs My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths Infa-ray fake laughs relay or may I say DJ away okay we stay Hay play afraid touche uma Might spray who I'm at least to Say can really dig it man really Dig it damn smack deep right in The mind jack flash jump start Signing off time often givin' up Ending up next in line
Chorus repeated once: Busta Rhymes, Dinco D & Charlie Brown
Dinco, Dinco, Go Dinco Go Charlie, Charlie go Charlie. Go Busta, Busta Go Busta. You know we got style
Verse 1: When it comes to shoutouts Boogie Brown is here don't fear. The clear just step to it. Now I drive. Come alive from the bottom to the top. Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop. But?(I know you, and you know me) C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D. That's deep as I look at all the videos. Wack stage shows, wack page flows. Biters non-rythm writers. (Example the sample). It was an age under and a stage back. The girlie's screaming she's having a cardiac. Like epileptic seizures no Amnesia comatose double dose Anaesthesia. Damn. (DAMN) should I say. What are you doing! , I dare at your stare so yo Come do me, it's done or rather should I say it's on. The mental instrumental I continue with. My song yeah we've got jumping jerks with no understandings of The East Coast stomp. Fam understand. Several other brothers watch our videos the vidiots discover.
Verse 2: (It's just another case) Wow! (Base). Why is everybody always picking on me. Now let's see our games played. I'm Donkey Kong fat freak the notes. Flip the script run the jewels. (The Leaders Of The New School). Yet I shine when I rhyme (You know, you know) Always remember the scenario.
Syntax Era
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Verse 3: For the Harper Valley Pete's sake tea makes. A great ace in a hole You cheated gold, only sold to who Was told now trembling remembering When I timberland and down listen wait. Who's that coming around sounding like that sound. I guess it's Dinco, Milo, Busta, and Bro! wn. Four minds of two kinds run one with the sun. I love my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters That come from all over the place to trace the base. Inspector Clouseau I wonder is true though. Oh no, no more security. Nets straight human casualties call for raw regrets in beat societies. Lessons must speak, Stand be strong. Keep away from weak in the years long. Life leaders let loose leading leftbacks. And misguided youth letting leaks lack. Levels of truth. Look ma' no hands. Lend likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking. Could we be above average not savage, But near newly more duty, more than terror. Peace to my girl. "Whoops?Syntax Era!
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Verse 3: Busta Rhymes Copy cat do this, do that. Wanna do something ? Do this. Chicky chaka chubaka. Gitty getty gothca. Ah man, all of a sudden people say I be buggin' Rugged culture musikal Hip-Hop! I be lovin' Gimme, gimme, gimme something. Gimme something for nothing. Rich blood sucker of the poor I see you. Hickory, dickory. Hay watch out for the trickery. What happened to creativity, dignity, integrity. Hey Mr. Sneaky-one don't try to read my mind. Just worry about getting yours, because I'm getting mines. Leaders made a commitment to keep this type of music. Livin' forever. Whatever, whatever. We live in an era where errors aren't made to Remain an error, but I think that's kinda better. Understand that word and how you use it. Rap is business music, Hip-Hop is cultural music. Now you get to see the one sun getting super dumb. Dance around because you know that we doin' it for fun. Flippin' and trippin'. You little sorry sucker you slippin' Lay over my lap bacause I'm gonna Give you a whippen. Trippin', dippin' and winin' Stop the damn crying. I don't know what you tryi! n' You better stop lyin'. With correct intellect, wetter, bigger and better. As I come straight. Check my Syntax Era.
Word to God, 1993, shit is solid.
2nd Chorus repeated three times:
We are the L. (What!) We are the O. (What!) We are the N. (What!) We are the S. (What!)
[Milo] Bust this as I construct this like a blunt Ropie dope, first quarter just start Now people in the dance me au beh uni Uni uni, fe big up in '92 No link to dust, watch brain cells bust As I flip the script, I could make a Rev feel lit You walking on shakey ground, call it warned Now big up your chest if you could test L.O.N.S. Mr. Distress take a long rest And I never never never wanna see you no more, see you no more See you no more, got classic material wall to wall
[Dinco D] Hey, running through computer chips, leaving trails of flesh Disectable satons, crucial to summing quest Less, yes, bust press on the drumpads Caress chest may relieve stress, so Consider the inner outta don't know if you oughta doubt a Seat a eater Peter, what you saying after hours? Players pop pills, pop stars blunt fanatics the dramatics Come running up to me, the D to the O (Why it gotta be you, D?) Which sees for insight within the C down With an (oh my gosh) and a (oh C.B.) 10-4 not Milo (follow me) Cuss, you mean us, Leaders as you see, you an MC, you an MC Well no time to play, LP it in time It's just another case, hey but I place Place another fact and exact I come (Oh!) Classic Material we reign number one
Classic Material, Classic Material L.O.N.S. with the Classic Material Classic Material, Classic Material Everybody, we got the Classic Material
[Charlie Brown] Hey, a new frontier, pioneer to steer Ripping and rhyming, ripping and rhyming every single year 365, 24/7, Stomp romp stamp amp floor keep stepping Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word Catch the patch in the latch of the hook of the book Perhaps? (No haps!) If so (Hip-hop!) Make 'em make 'em clap Last class, I alphabetized the re-rap A boy came down every day, A-B-C-D-E, now see what I say C. Brown reflections of black (And!) The shade of the lyrical, here to kick facts Give me a hit (Hit!) for the classic elastic splastic dope on plastic No illusion no confusion, undecided, I'm invited delighted and bite it Material madness, raw for the core imperial, as I come with an aerial Power from the L-shaped room L.O.N.S., L.O.N.S. we smoke boom!
[Busta Rhymes] When I make my music, I got the classic material When I grab the microphone you know I'm reigning imperial Wake up in the morning, eat my whole wheat cereal Historical styles combines with new musical L.O.N.S. wreck shit as usual When we make a presence yes we got to make it visual Mental, physical, then we come spiritual Follow this shit here, cause this shit is emotional We express an emotion through a style they call lyrical Mysterical, we make it complicated and technical Numerical as we move down like a decimal (East Coast Stomp!) Cause you know that is the principle Look at here, what you see is four individuals This time, you know we're going to form in institutional So that we can become one and become more powerful You're living mystical, I- dentify yourself as you face the universal Ripping it at will and it's done with no rehearsal Moving like you're dusted and you're caught up in something trivial T.I.M.E. is eternal when you have the
Classic Material, yes Material, yes Material You know we got Material, Classic Material Yes Material, yes Material, Classic Material!
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
Verse 1:Dinco D They got my brother locked down in Connecticut. Confederate "D?we can better it. But yo, I'm illiterate to the little bits. Until the fat pigs billys bent philly. Scent when way I went rent make Me think dip dy dip to the socialize Of americal not America mer Medler rich peddler "hold up? Which ways up whatever high Heather by bush push push push in The bush mop drop the pains. In ink a document approximate It's a quarter to cut throat headless Hole bedless tall I figure factor. Crack the smack police man better be Strap step step yep it's a hit hit. Run run, ha hon it's another father's Saw son from behind caught up in time. But my mind and his mind make all Mind equal, but it's a daily reminder.
Verse 2: Busta Rhymes Escape from the killer tree, yes. Everybody run and come follow me. Sit back as I reach, and I come and attack. Other forces trying to reveal my other Sources, following my courses. Fiding on the back of horse. Trilly, trally, I dilly, dally my way. Through the alley. Remember that we will wreck from the east All the way to Cali. To those that are hungry, come get a Taste of this sound, Hey people you know that we're Gonna get on down. This is your daily reminder, so Remember as we move right to the center, You know we gonna be your number one Contender. As I capture through the rapture. Subliminally undercover, yes my dome is Chrome on the front of my album cover. As I mention, people follow the ways of imperfection, Float like suspension, oozing out of a pimple like infection.! Hip-Hop resurrection, at the drop of a quarter, Drop another rhyme with a new order. Come follow me, come follow me man, Doing everything that I can so we could live a little better If we only could remember. As we find the original 3-ring binder Rewinder the time back to the original daily reminder.
Verse 3: Charlie Brown May I say the rythm will flow and then You will know that's it's OK.I'm rippin' and rhymin' yes never the less everyday hysterical lyrical miracle L.O.NS., L.O.N.S. Yes, yes, y'all y'all. Yes yes, y'all y'all. The Boogie tie Brown, the Boogie tie Brown, My manifestation hits. The monitor Milo always on the mix. The capitalistic unrealistic move with tie. Pitch in style step with tie rep and rec. Flip to the vibe I bet girls river Wet quiver yet don't sweat. Of course To the source just move with the force. Oof course across what do you know People they got feeling p! ros Jos! Froze 1-1 2-2 3-3 4-4 coming stunning. 1 and million plus We're raw wanna make 'em live side to the side is doom and There'll be no more games like keepers or finders you're Taking off your binders 'cause it's a daily reminder.
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT) DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
Bring one MC, two MC, three MC. Send any MC's. It doesn't matter to me. Sterp up like a thief in the night. No wins and I begin. My third eye is bright. Here to shine. Light skies the limit on D.L. Who fell, yeah time will tell. The Leaders Of The New. The #1 crew blunts and brew for the Hip-hop school. Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups. Wanna skin up (big up, big up). It's a race against the clock, and I can't stop countdown, hear the sound see Boogie Brown.. (Uptown Saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from New York, word life. You know I can kick it. At my show on the down low, you're sellin' wolf-tickets. Ha Ha, the trigger I'm tryin' to tell ya. Now my nigga, I'm getting larger and bigger the factor here to Cockalak! a crack that back like a chiropractor just the collective my perspective to be effective is the main objective. (Warriors come out and? props me say me nots. Any violations won't be tolerated. Let's not debate it if you hate it, 'cause I made it. The loot, the boob tube, all that shit included, in a matter of seconds you will be excluded. Checka check it out. East Coast stomp in action for rich or for poor. We created the fashion left (foot), right (foot), stomp (stomp). Leaders Of The New School do the East Coast stomp.
Well it's a quarter Quarter. Quarter. Quarter. Quarter to cutthroat. A quarter. Quarter. Quarter. Quarter. Quarter to cutthroat.
Verse 2: Dinco D.
It's the power of importance making people act as is compare fair. From here to there, fair seems a little quiz So question what I conquer as Kruger kills a kid My friends got caught with luger so now he does the bid Bring 'em in, bring em in See the clock on the wall with one eye open. Scarface to brawl to panic seized quarter cut. Squeezed to ten gave quarter back five with a minute to win, then plenty a many men With any if any trend came rename fame shame To backspin speakin' spic spans off spills of crack bins So get your action. Right locating jaws draw. Bite mars is mourned warned rating. Torn wound a sprite bright light the mics. Mix vega a quarter woters. What you get when you're broke, becomes bodega bothering, sobering Ting-a-ling-a-ling (Ding). Right on to Milo on the dot.
Verse 3: Milo
You want strength, what strength. What you really want strength. Milo in the dance is on Chee. Lippie L.O.N.S. lenght. Now 'nuff respect to the sekel set. Seeking section for recovery. D me a beg uni. Don't bother me. "Why, ooh? Because I and I am the one they call de pum pum docter no bother. Get vex because I og check your daughter. Ideal Punnie make the I feel better. Me naw. Want to put me wood in the wall of fire. One step, two step. Make you reach little high. You askin' why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh. Inna me carkey suit and thing. Love is all I bring inna the party. Party respect to yardie it's a rude, boy. Type inna everybody. White, Black, to Chinie pass the Heini, onset offset. No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the New school law. You better be in by sundown. Sending death threats from miles around. Busta bust down with the surround sound. Tic tac tic. Ready to pickins Hip-Hop easy listning. Time to take order 'cause it's a quarter to cut. What, what you can't front.
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Verse 4: Busta Rhymes
No more lucky charms for the malpractice tactics. Fiasco, Fiskell, Siskel and Ebert. Criticism, devilish exorcism. I strive to destroy and kill all inconsiderate organisms. Time will only last for the ones who bust that ass. All gridlock thinking. You better think fast, Quick! Because I'm riffling down the stifling, trifling sound who's killing who, times killing you. Stupid. You need to sweat yourself. Don't sweat nobody else. I got my own perspiration check the conversation. Minutes away, your ass is through dealing. Ha, smack yourself and find exactly your feeling. It's detrimental and essensial that I chemistry thoroughly In my dimensional dungeon residential vicinity. Wack germs. You're like a cureless growing disease. Go and suck the clitoris of a trichamonis. Discharge cheese. Ha, ease. Ha, substract counteract enemies, Ha. Carrying on while I be ripping and shredding getter fierce gotta pierce the wack to stop the germs spreading. Before you striked, you caught a stroke. Now you're half-dead nigga, 멵ause it's a quarter to cutthroat
Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! Quarter to cutthroat !!!!!!!! (Fading)
Slow dancing on the boulevard In the quiet moments while the city's still dark Sleepwalking through the summer rain and the tired spaces You could hear her name when she was warm and tender And you held her arms around you There was nothing but her love and affection She was crazy for you Now she's part of something that you lost And for all you know This could be The difference between what you need And what you wanna be Yeah, what you wanna be Night swimming in her diamond dress Making small circles move across the surface Stand watching from the steady shore Feeling wide open and waiting for Something warm and tender Now she's moving further from you There was nothing that could make it easy on you Every step you take reminds you that she's walking wrong Yeah, for all you know This could be The difference between what you need And what you want Every word you never said Echoes down your empty hallway And everything that was your world Just came down Day breaking on the boulevard Feel the sun warming up your second hand heart Light swimming right across your face And you think maybe someday, yeah Maybe someday For all you know Yeah, this could be The difference between what you need And what you want Yeah, for all you know For all you know Yeah, for all that you know This is what you wanna be Girl, what you wanna be
(Busta) oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man yo, yo, yo, I can't understand why the parents and the teachers and everybody trying to o the kids the young generation yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
(Charlie Brown) I don't know what the deal is you hafta ask my partna Dinco D yo yo tell us D tell us D mass confusion g, i don't know what's up hey yo man
(it's just another case of that old pta)
huh man
(Dinco D) in school I wrote notes and took quotes from Shakespeare and other types of rhymes to show you that I (care) but things like together forever to you my only one (only one) it was special I can say it was another one you would say someone's knocking at my window (KNOCK KNOCK) someone's ringing my bell (DING DONG) it's about two in the morning (HEY YO G, WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?)
(it's just another case of that old pta)
but never the less here goes to show my potential and even though our love was three-dimensional one (me) two (you) three (your pops) now what am I to do I had to transform into educated lad going around doing chores for your dad playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes chilling with pop just listen to the blues and talking to your mom about a love for her daughter suggesting to me that I just oughta watch myself (INCH BY INCH) watch myself (AND USE SOME SENSE) so I did (HEY) it didn't do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now i sing
(it's just another case of that old pta)
(Busta) ROAARRR Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous always misbehaving and mischeivous causing aggravation i'll never pause pushing out spit balls through plastic straws (IN CLASS) in gym i got caught at last for ligthing up the courtyard grass (HEY) teacher, teacher, go to the flesh (Busta Rhymes liked to killed the complex) hey yo in class, kicked it to this girl Cheryl (WHAT?) the teacher try to tell me I was Pharoah (NO NO NO) I'm not with detention no no with suspension a child's wickeddy wild the Calbridge Hill styles teach us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommy now when she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body I hate this relationship, the mom and teacher when she reaches home hey yo she knows that I reached ya ok, of today I am the new school, pray between my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo
(it's just another case of that old pta)
(Charlie Brown) AAHHH yo teachers hate me the girls don't take me because I'm C Brown (CLASS CLOWN) gettin still AAH sometimes i chill yo depending on the day and (HOW I FEEL) sometimes i leave an apple that's rotten and (BROWN) no where to be found poll tax on sheets, five days a week arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleep but I didn't do it (YOU DID IT) I'm suspended (YOU WAS WIT' IT) and now it's time to pay for the crime that I never got caught like Judge Wapner (BAM! take on the court) a room of teachers, parents, and preachers a principal and one kid dress in sneakers case of brown versus the board (ORDER ORDER) yo twelve, verse one is a slaughter I pleaded my case AAH face to face AAH it was a waste and everyone was in place yo he announced me guilty you have (THREE HUNDRED SIXTY FOUR DAYS) of detention to serve (SOME NERVE) I felt this could be from (PISSED) the head of the board said "case dismissed" as I walk out the room I hear them say AAHYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEEYAAHEE
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)
(Charlie Brown) My mind, ready to go, it's time I gotta gotta know, where I'm going in L-I-F-E A constant headache for Charlie B But I take an asprin and sleep For a bit, then I dream about making more hits Wake up, it's not funny The rent is due and I don't got the money The landlord says "Get out" Sorry to hear that, no doubt I WORK for a jerk that can't understand Pride and soul cause I'm a man Minimum wage in the age of the future Move too slow, damn, it might shoot ya Make fools out of me and you I sit relax and just continue To (to) think (think) that there is Just too much on my mind
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 2x)
(Dinco D) Got up this morning (Too much) Still sleepy and yawning (Too much) My stomach is growling (Too much) The bus is crowding (Too much) I told my boss I'm getting paid (Too less) So I quit, and sit with my last check I go to the mall and can't get fresh For 99 dollars and 95 cents Plus, I don't want to hear it There's too much on my mind and I can hear it Calling for the D-I-N-C-O Here comes my girl, wait, I gotta go Nah, I'm not running, I'll just say no And go and tell my homeboy Jerell He can't spell but he knows, relief (He can't spell but he knows relief)
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)
The mind is more delicate, more action than a predicate You think of things that are never thought of and then settle it
Do this (Do that) Go here (Go there) It's too much on my mind
The mind is more delicate, more action than a predicate You think of things that are never thought of and then settle it
No money (No job) No home (No life) It's too much on my mind
Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (Repeat 4x)
(Busta Rhymes) Aw baby, what a feeling, what a way to feel when you're down and beat You're all by yourself in a little corner, no one to help you Yo, it's like this, you know sometimes you gotta stand up strong for self Do the little things on your own Strive hard, strive for perfection And I'm a tell you one thing Leaders of the New School, definitely gonna rule things >From our beginning time, till forever, peace