[Intro features Elijah Shabazz Muhammad Mosque No. 7]
Peace Brother Hey Guru, how you doin? I'm Just been though man about the situation for today's man, the seeds man What's your opinion on Mmm that's strange I was thinkin the thing Somethin I read in the Qu'ran how it says "Has thou him who belies religion? is one who is rough, to the orphan." And no what we say our religion is it's Islam, Christianity Juddaism, Buddha-ism, Old or New School-ism If we're not schooling the youth WITH then the sins of the father visit the children And not keepin it real... that's it -- WRONG
Guru
Now that gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back For the youth is the future no doubt that's right and Squeeze the out, of all the suckers power And some back out, so as to water the flowers This is ours, that's why the demons are leary It's our inheritance; is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood Theory
One: Guru
I seek Sun, none, for each one must teach one At least one must flow and the structure, of freedom me Dunn, cause petty things we don't need 'em Let's focus to create somethin great, for all sees them They innocent, they know not what face while politicians save genius minds lay to waste If I wasn't kickin rhymes I'd be kickin doors Creatin social and defendin the poor The God's been militant, and ready for war We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em in they drawers But first the safe at? Let's make em show us and tell em hurry up, give up the loot they owe us We it back, around the way to our peeps times are way too deep, we know the Code of the Streets Meet your defeat; is my Robbin Hood Theory... my Robbin Hood Theory
Two: Guru
I floss my rhymes like dentals, my presidential the wild ghetto districts to the plush resedential Essential, would be the that I send you I meant to, at every venue Pops told me to pursue is true, and nothing other And nowadays I the way for troops of my young brothers Necessary by all means, sort of Malcolm Before too late; I create, the best outcome So I take opportunity, yes to ruin the forces fuckin up my black community And we ain't doin no interviews til we get out the frame, like motherfuckin Donahue We're taking over radio, and wack Cause systematically gettin greedier and greedier Conquering with my ill organization Takin out the man while we scan the You wanna you best to wait son You can't even come near, if you ain't got our You front on us this year, consider yourself out of here Yeah... by my Robbin Hood
Verse Three:
God is Universal, he is the Universal For those who can't follow that GURU when in my circle I see all of my culture... Design my thoughts a sculpture And chumps they wanna get with me cause I'm another I'm sent to be, leadin the of the century Mention me, and snakes retreat, eventually... ... due to my Robbin Theory