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

The perseverence of a I drop heavier levels
It's or heard, a king with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've street dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene
say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to sleep
Through me, Muhammed will forever
brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes
Where a man is by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old with young cats
with cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they
Under the Fubu is a guru, that's
Want to be in the rap but ain't ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you come back
You tripping with to unpack, forgot that

(Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):

"This is rap for real, you feel"
"And you know, yes you know"
"Rap for the people"
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"

In front of two-inch glass and I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from corporate
Immortilized by the I bring to it
If revolution had a I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or 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 if I said I didn't want millions
More than money saved, I wanna children
Dealing alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man drawn off of
is frisking me
This industry will make you intensity
The Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit

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

til fade