While Criminal Minded was basically about sex and crime, BDP radically changed after Scott's death, becoming the most popular conscious rap group besides Public Enemy. Boogie Down Productions pioneered the fusion of Raggamuffin and hip hop music.
The membership of BDP changed continuously throughout its existence, the only constant being KRS-One. BDP members and collaborators included Kenny Parker (KRS' brother), Run, Keith Murray, McBoo, Ms. Melodie, Scottie Morris, Willie D., Robocop, Harmony, DJ Red Alert, DJ Jazzy Jay Kramer, D-Square, Rebekah, and Sidney Mills. BDP as group essentially ended because KRS-One began recording and performing under his own name, rather than the group name.
Albums
Criminal Minded (1987)
By All Means Necessary (1988; RIAA Certification: Gold)
Ghetto Music: The Blueprint of Hip Hop (1989; RIAA Certification: Gold)
Edutainment (1990; RIAA Certification: Gold)
Live Hardcore Worldwide (1991)
Sex and Violence (1992)
Remix albums
Man & His Music (Remixes from Around the World) (1987)
Live albums
Live Hardcore Worldwide (1991)
Compilations
Word (with Ms. Melodie) (1992)
A Retrospective (2000)
Best of B-Boy Records (2001)
Blast Master Tapes: Best of the B-Boy Sessions (2006)
South Bronx Teachings: A Collection of Boogie Down Productions (2011)
The Essential KRS-One and Boogie Down Productions (2014)
Singles
From Ghetto Music: The Blueprint of Hip Hop:
1989: "Why Is That"
From Edutainment:
1990: "Love's Gonna Getcha"
From Sex and Violence:
1992: "Duck Down"
1992: "13 & Good"
1992: "We in There"
My Philosophy
Boogie Down Productions Lyrics
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Will all be explained like instructions to a game
See I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one
KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Holding a pistol something far from a lover
Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T
I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one, was "Poetry" you know it's me
This is "My Philosophy," many artists got to learn
I'm not flammable, I don't burn
So please stop burning, and learn to earn respect
Cause that's just what KR collects
See, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk
You walk down the street and get jumped
You got to have style, and learn to be original
And everybody's gonna wanna diss you
Like me, we stood up for the South Bronx
And every sucker MC had a response
You think we care? I know that they are on the tip
My posse from the Bronx is thick
In real real life, we roll correctly
A lot of suckers would like to forget me
But they can't, cause like a champ I have got a record
Of knocking out the frauds in a second
On the mic, I believe that you should get loose
I haven't come to tell you I got juice
I just produce, create, innovate on a higher level
I'll be back, but for now just seckle!
I'll play the nine and you play the target
You all know my name so I guess I'll just start it
Or should I say start this, teaching I'm the artist
Styles and new concepts at their hardest
Yo, cos I'm a teacher and Scott is a scholar
It ain't about money cause we all make dollars
That's why I walk with my head up
When I hear wack rhymes I get fed up
Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games
A lot of suckers with colorful names
I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that
Huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack
I'm not white or red or black, I'm brown
From the Boogie Down
Productions, of course our music be thumping
Others say they're bad, but they're bugging
Let me tell you something now about Hip Hop
About D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock
I'll get a pen, a pencil, a marker
Mainly what I write is for the average New Yorker
Some MC's be talking and talking
Trying to show how black people are walking
But I don't walk this way to portray
Or reinforce stereotypes of today
Like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon
Talk broken english and drug selling
See I'm telling, and teaching pure facts
The way some act in rap is kind of wack
And it lacks creativity and intelligence
But they don't care cause their company's selling it
It's my philosophy, on the industry
Don't bother dissing me, or even wishing we'd
Soften, dilute, or commercialize all the lyrics
Cause it's about time one of y'all hear it
And hear it first-hand from an intelligent brown man
A vegetarian, no goat or ham
Or chicken or turkey or hamburger
Cause to me that's suicide, self-murder
Let us get back to what we call Hip Hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't f*** with Kris!"
This is just one style, out of many
Like a piggy bank, this is one penny
My brother's name is Kenny - that's Kenny Parker
My other brother I.C.U. is much darker
Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers
The lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker
Who gets weaker? The king or the teacher
It's not about a salary it's all about reality
Teachers teach and do the world good
Kings just rule and most are never understood
If you were to rule or govern a certain industry
All inside this room right now would be in misery
No one would get along nor sing a song
Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!
I say yo, what's up, it's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records
No more than four minutes and some seconds
The competition checks and checks and keeps checking
They take the album, take it home, and start sweating
Why? Well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital
To take KRS-One's title
To them I'm like an idol, some type of entity
In everybody's rhyme they wanna mention me
Or rather mention us, me or Scott La Rock
But they can get bust get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around nor do I F around
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds? a little unrational
A lot of emcees like to use the word dramatical!
Fresh for '88, you suckers
The song "My Philosophy" by Boogie Down Productions is an anthem in defense of hip-hop music and culture. In the song, KRS-One speaks on his perspective on hip-hop's contribution to society and the problems he sees with the way record companies sell it. The verses tackle issues such as the lack of substance and creativity in commercial rap, the reinforcement of stereotypes, and the need for respect in the industry. KRS-One represents himself as an intelligent and knowledgeable artist who takes pride in hip-hop and uses it as a platform to educate and empower his listeners.
The song's chorus is made out of a metaphor where KRS-One plays the role of the shooter while the rest of the industry is the target. The lyrics in the bridge pay tribute to his DJ, Scott La Rock, and emphasize their shared belief that hip-hop must be used as a tool for teaching and uplifting the masses. The song ends with a boastful call out to anyone who would try to challenge him or his crew, and a reminder that KRS-One is part of a long line of Bronx-bred MCs who have fought hard to bring hip-hop to the forefront of American culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Let us begin, what, where, why or when
Will all be explained like instructions to a game
I'll be explaining my philosophy like instructions to a game
See I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"
I'm not insane for asking who is more dramatical, as that's what rappers claim to be
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one
White or black, if you pick a punk, I'll attack them
KRS-One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
I'm the guy who can diss other rappers right to their face
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from a lover
Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T
I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
On my last album cover, I was holding a gun and standing beside my brother, Scott. But I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one, was "Poetry" you know it's me
This is "My Philosophy," many artists got to learn
I'm not flammable, I don't burn
This is Lecture Two, "My Philosophy." Lecture One was "Poetry." Many rappers need to know that I'm not easily defeated.
So please stop burning, and learn to earn respect
Cause that's just what KR collects
Stop trying to burn me and earn your respect, that's what I collect
You got to have style, and learn to be original
And everybody's gonna wanna diss you
You need to have your own style and be original, and then everyone will want to diss you
You think we care? I know that they are on the tip
My posse from the Bronx is thick
We don't care what other rappers think, my crew from the Bronx is strong
In real real life, we roll correctly
A lot of suckers would like to forget me
But they can't, cause like a champ I have got a record
Of knocking out the frauds in a second
In real life, we do things the right way. Some rappers try to forget me, but they can't, because I have a record of knocking them out quickly
On the mic, I believe that you should get loose
I haven't come to tell you I got juice
I just produce, create, innovate on a higher level
I'll be back, but for now just seckle!
On the mic, you should be free and loose. I'm not here to boast, I just create and innovate on a higher level.
I'll play the nine and you play the target
You all know my name so I guess I'll just start it
Or should I say start this, teaching I'm the artist
Styles and new concepts at their hardest
I'll play the gun and you'll be the target. I'm the artist who teaches with styles and new concepts.
It ain't about money cause we all make dollars
That's why I walk with my head up
When I hear wack rhymes I get fed up
It's not about money, we all make it. That's why I walk with my head up. I get fed up when I hear wack rhymes.
Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games
A lot of suckers with colorful names
I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that
Huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack
Rap is like a trap, with lots of games. Many rappers have colorful names, but they're all just wack!
I'm not white or red or black, I'm brown
From the Boogie Down
Productions, of course our music be thumping
Others say they're bad, but they're bugging
I'm not defined by my race, I'm a brown guy from Boogie Down Productions. Our music is great, but others say it's bad, but they're just wrong.
Like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon
Talk broken english and drug selling
See I'm telling, and teaching pure facts
The way some act in rap is kind of wack
Not all black people eat chicken and watermelon or talk broken english and sell drugs. Some rappers act wack, but I'm teaching the truth.
But they don't care cause their company's selling it
It's my philosophy, on the industry
Don't bother dissing me, or even wishing we'd
Soften, dilute, or commercialize all the lyrics
Rappers don't care, because their record company is selling it. But it's my philosophy that the industry shouldn't soften, dilute, or commercialize all the lyrics. Don't bother dissing me for it.
Cause it's about time one of y'all hear it
And hear it first-hand from an intelligent brown man
A vegetarian, no goat or ham
Or chicken or turkey or hamburger
Cause to me that's suicide, self-murder
It's high time one of you hear my message from an intelligent brown man, who's also a vegetarian. No goat, ham, chicken, turkey, or hamburger for me. That's self-murder.
Let us get back to what we call Hip Hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
Let's get back to the true meaning of Hip Hop and what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock.
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't f*** with Kris!"
How many rappers must I diss before someone says, "Don't mess with KRS-One!"
This is just one style, out of many
Like a piggy bank, this is one penny
My brother's name is Kenny - that's Kenny Parker
My other brother I.C.U. is much darker
This is just one of many rap styles. It's like one penny in a piggy bank. My brother's name is Kenny Parker and my other brother I.C.U. is much darker skinned.
Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers
The lecture is conducted from the mic into the speaker
Who gets weaker? The king or the teacher
It's not about a salary it's all about reality
Boogie Down Productions is made up of teachers, and our lectures are done through the mic. Who gets weaker, the king or the teacher? It's not about the money, it's about the truth.
Teachers teach and do the world good
Kings just rule and most are never understood
If you were to rule or govern a certain industry
All inside this room right now would be in misery
Teachers teach and further the world's progress, while kings just rule without being understood. If you were to rule an industry, everyone in this room would be miserable.
No one would get along nor sing a song
Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!
No one would get along or sing a song, because everyone would be singing for the king. Am I wrong?!
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit records
No more than four minutes and some seconds
Many people thought we wouldn't start a trend with our ten-song album, Criminal Minded. But we did, with our funky hit records no longer than four minutes and some seconds.
The competition checks and checks and keeps checking
They take the album, take it home, and start sweating
Why? Well it's simple, to them it's kind of vital
To take KRS-One's title
Our competition keeps checking our album and takes it home to study it, so they can take my title. It's vital to them.
To them I'm like an idol, some type of entity
In everybody's rhyme they wanna mention me
Or rather mention us, me or Scott La Rock
But they can get bust get robbed, get dropped
To them, I'm like an idol or entity. Everyone wants to mention me or Scott La Rock in their rhymes, but they'll just get busted, robbed, and dropped.
I don't play around nor do I F around
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
I don't joke around and people can tell by the bodies left around. When a clown jumps up to challenge me, they'll be beaten down to their last shred of dignity.
See how it sounds? a little unrational
A lot of emcees like to use the word dramatical!
It may sound a little crazy, but that's how it is. And a lot of rappers like to use the word dramatical!
Fresh for '88, you suckers
This is fresh for 1988. You suckers!
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LAWRENCE KRSONE PARKER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stixnpoles2564
Thank you KRS for standing 10 Toes down and declining to be a part of that 50th Hip Hop Anniversary, slap in the face, even when they sent LL Cool J at you. 💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾🔥💯
@mojopin2000
Please explain.
@stixnpoles2564
@@mojopin2000 search KRS1 GRAMMYS, he says exactly why.
@pbee73
"Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games, a lot of suckers with colorful names. I'm so and so, i'm this, i'm that...... Huh, but they all just WICK WICK WACK!" Ah f*ck it every lyric in this track is hard core!
@youvegot2bkiddingme133
Arguably one of THE best hip hop songs ever made. Hands down.
@marystackhouse3232
Don't Fuck Wit Kris!!!
@beaulavergne5557
100% awesome! Saw them in charlotte in ‘88
@jtyankfan
No question about it. This is REAL hip-hop.
@sereion
THE best!!!
@user-sc8oy2yf4j
Hamds down hands up all luv an the best rap song ever an forever