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The will not be televised
The revolution is
Yeah, it's Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see
It's real hip-hop music, the soul, y'all
Yeah, it, yo

The perseverance of a I drop heavier levels
It's unseen or heard, a with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street deferred
Dark in my mind where the scene occurred
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too to sleep
Through me, Muhammad will forever
Greet brothers with in ghetto landscapes
Where a man is determined by how much a man
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps young cats
With in their ear, niggerish they appear
the Fubu is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you can't back
You tripping with to unpack, forgot that

In of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my eyes
I'm the truth, across the table corporate lies
by the realness I bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme
My music, you fight, fuck, or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to through it
Through my shell, never what the divine would bring to it
I'd be lying if I said I didn't millions
More than money saved, I want to children
Dealing alcoholism and afrocentricity
A man drawn off of simplicity
Reality is me
This will make you lose intensity
The Common Sense in me the basement
I'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake

Some I take the L to gel with the real world
Got on at 87th, by this little girl
She raps, I forgot where they was from
In 'em, she was saying how she brothers cum
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has
How dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations culture connected
Who am I to judge perspective?
Though of that shit y'all pop true it, I ain't relating
If I like it, I don't like it, that don't mean that I'm hating
I just want to and stimulate minds
Travel the and penetrate the times
Escape through rhythms in of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I'm 'em
For now I appreciate this in time
Ball players and actors be my rhymes, it's like