Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knowledge Is Knowledge , by - Square One. Song from the album Walk of Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.07.2016
Record label: Showdown
Song language: English
Knowledge Is Knowledge |
| The slang is heavenly the pedigree, Shawshank assemblies |
| We bang melodies, crowd’II boomerang the energy |
| Locked in blank memories, pop them thangs steadily |
| Merrily, before I let go Franky Beverly |
| Set in a maze, cycles, inherited praise |
| The merit of jades, played by discredited slaves |
| Every days the proof and embedded on stage |
| To spark a deliberate blaze: |
| We double-team on tracks with killer-themes |
| Turn wax to guillotines |
| The illest dreams of abstract sinister screens |
| The Rap ldi Amin, a mack and triple beams |
| We stick record-execs in their black limousines |
| Fuck what you heard ops, the world turns to stop |
| My nerves’ll burst shots at blurred disturbed cops |
| You get got, I work curves & dots |
| Ya hide behind a mask like Shirley Murdock |
| Could you relate to the promises given |
| Could you regroup and pay homage in prison |
| Follow the system! |
| Now, could you watch |
| Them demolish your kingdom … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |
| Could you break all them promises given |
| Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to |
| Rhythms, honestly listen! |
| Now, let faith be a part of your vision … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom… |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |
| Sticks and stones, visions of chrome and twisted homes |
| Brainstorms drift in zones of Bonz Malone' |
| Me & Mrs. Jones intoned to Nina Simone |
| L’m jinxing poems on mystic thrones … |
| To alI my don dons, wherever they at or where they come from |
| Fugitives on the run run choking_ their very lunges numb |
| Biographies: humdrum, prophecies: undone |
| The function’s to slap rappers with a pump-gun! |
| Forfeit, the orbit of grand exalted |
| My plans seem often like the hands that arson |
| Plant the corbins in the lands of orphans |
| The Co-operate, similar to gangs in Boston |
| Square: The Architects the walking threats |
| We palm your chest then bomb your decks … |
| Cause & Effect, arm cadets to rob the vets |
| L’m in the heart of queens like the ballpark of Mets |
| Could you relate to the promises given |
| Could you regroup and pay homage in prison |
| Follow the system! |
| Now, could you watch |
| Them demolish your kingdom … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |
| Could you break all them promises given |
| Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to |
| Rhythms, honestly listen! |
| Now, let faith be a part of your vision … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |
| I squeeze the pen, my tears repent the deepest sins |
| Read these hymns I breed these gems on bleeding skin |
| My peers and friends are fearless men |
| Iman & Rasul 're like Siamese twins! |
| EI-Producto, the raw composed disclosed gusto |
| The Cold-Crush-Four, slash, Oh Oh those cut-throats |
| Gun-smoke, bitch we never gave a fuck though |
| We shine so bright, leaving all of ya sun stroked … |
| Control the planets as told to abbots |
| With horse and carriage, gold or granite, the force of malice |
| Organic episodes of havoc |
| Ask yourself when your soul has vanished! |
| My infinite mind is the Einstein’s mimicking time |
| Spirits refined, at prime l’m vivid with mine |
| Giving them signs, crime-rhyme limited shrines: |
| Ya better work on them feminine lines … |
| Could you relate to the promises given |
| Could you regroup and pay homage in prison |
| Follow the system! |
| Now, could you watch |
| Them demolish your kingdom … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |
| Could you break all them promises given |
| Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to |
| Rhythms, honestly listen! |
| Now, let faith be a part of your vision … |
| Lt’s just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom! |