The day, me 'n' XP opened for Souls Mischief I'm like "Yo, get on some angry MC showmanship and hit 'em" Rocked all the cocky songs and not too many lyrics, Even a couple dissin' women 'em "groupies," "hoes," and "bitches." Got off stage, and I'm "Yo, I know that we killed it," Ran into a familiar face, a who comes in and supports us.
I said "Peace!" She said "Wait! Let me to you for a minute... I know none of my business, but I wasn't impressed by your performance." I "Word? Shit, I love feedback and criticism." She said "I miss the passionate spirit, political vision. Quite I wasn't offended by those references to women, But you're only society's conditioning."
It hit the heart of me. I told her that was part of me, I stand up for human rights, and treat how I would wanna be treated. But song can't be seepin' with freedom, 'Cuz the other side of me is sexist then will feel that I'm preachin'. "Everything's and love?" uhh, that's somewhat misleading Because this is fucked-up and I'm a pro-duct to what I'm seeing.
Not to justify, but to touch on my being. I learn from these verses and my gets surfaced with demons. Now I am sexist, I'm prejudice, I put in my music. She said she that perspective, but before she turned around She said "We have a flame, fire's ignited with sound. Are you building the up, or using your fire to burn it down?"
Consumption, contradiction. I'm conflicted being a hypocrite, And through songs you can witness it. The differences, I admit this shit, because I'm like you; Walking a fine between saying and living it. (x2)
Light it up to burn it down, light it up to it down. Light it up to it down, down, down. Light it up to burn it down, it up to burn it down. it up to burn it... down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
Now one thing I've always struggled on, Is how to drugs and alcohol into my music Outside of songs. 'Cuz on perspective, that's all over my records. But the other side isn't represented unless it sessions XP. How can I admit I love to smoke weed, Knowing the kids are listening and of 'em look up to me?
Not to say that I'm a role model, but I know words are power. And if I condone bottles and chronic, I am out the Message "It's okay," hey I believe it is. Chronic can be medicine, But it's all your relationship with it. See I'm either off in the wagon riding and everyday the spliff. Constantly looking for a balance but turns to addiction.
And hip-hop & weed: they're inseparable. So MCs that smoke or drink, talking about it to me seems questionable. It proves how much people just to be accepted, And not straight-edge to their audience, so keeping it real is neglected. 'Cuz when I'm smoking, I wouldn't wanna bump a song this. Put on some Dev and break out the Swishers, and a bong and licks.
See a part of me too And I know that I make more money if I wasn't as true, To all the stuggles of the blunted consumption I'm through. Make for the party, and the people support you. I burn Brother Ali and buy 50, does that say to you? it back around, Am I building the empire up or my fire to burn it down?
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