Catalog: Agueybana X

Bohio LLC

The Ill Philosophy - Single Release

by Agueybana X

Released 2014
Bohio LLC
Released 2014
Bohio LLC

The Ill Philosophy


True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Soul Asylum Mix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Dangerzone Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:50 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - CDBaby Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:02 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - BAN Radio Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

NOTES

The Ill Philosophy Soul Asylum Mix is available as a single as well as on all versions of The Warrior EP.


The Ill Philosophy CDbaby Remix is available on the Cdbaby version of The Warrior EP.


The Ill Philosophy Dangerzone Remix is available on the Reverbnation version of The Warrior EP, available through purchase on iTunes, Amazon and Spotify. Fans on Reverbnation can download this version for free!


The Ill Philosophy BAN Radio Remix is exclusively streamed on BAN Radio, not available for download or purchase.