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As the night down on the earth like gray dark rings Light of cities in the nights, destination for With big dreams, like Castro, Bautista From Cuba, and pointed nukes the U.S.
About to shoot us for revolution, that's how you gotta A lot of rules, locked in solitude Curse the day of they confused Who's to be praised, the mighty or almighty Allah
I'm like the farmer, plantin' words, are seeds My truth is the soil, help you grow like May the children in all colors, change like leaves But hold you, one of those, prophetic MC's
With blunted flows, hundred souls in me Each channelin', from past to time shines light on those innocent to how the world grows Some men become and some girls become hoes
And you accounted for, everything that you Do not speak to fools, they scorn the of your words My heart is wise, bloodshot eyes, the saga never Ghetto prisoners rise, rise,
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Yo, we gotta be God's children, habitats in buildings crawl in filthy hallways, incinerators Sinners who faithless, still there's Pray answered, dreams turned real
a wicked nation? One with blind men Not charge of the situation arguments and real conversation's needed The need it, to hear it
Evil tries to weaken my spirit, chronic herb This come from the honest word I now try hardest to my maker What I learned, it's way on the paper
So I could it, articulate it Luckily, I was put on one of the ships made it Through strong currents and that left the others stranded To sink in the Atlantic, satan jigs the
Not to get too But who decides when and if your is finished? If is in this, for the sake of your name, O Lord May we break away from the abroad
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You buy time? I'm the seller of minutes I you every second low-priced, if I so lies The truth is time waits for of you In fact, he can't for the date to snatch The ground right under you
Small visions of better life, if was right Lurk in the mind of young ahead of they time in the slums, beggin' for nuttin' but takin' Headed for nuttin' but the pen, where they cousins be waitin'
is not relatin' to pleas Guns bustin' the kids play Ricochet off poles and leave damp holes In bystanders, get cancelled, D.O.A.
the way, where we from Hope the future the rate of those buried young Life is man's kingdom, a dyin' man's past And a newborn's, first to be here at last
And have to grow up fast, and suffer our pain Hustlin' harder the generations here before he came through the same bullshit as our fathers Readin' history, but the authors?
For some the game is For of us, the game is much harder But never faith Through the years get smarter
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