| Time and time, a brother asks why |
| The rhyme is not laced with a gangsta touch |
| I said «Simply because I don’t live that way |
| Still kickin' them rhymes rugged and rough» |
| «But that won’t sell, |
| cause you gotta keep it real |
| so that we can feel |
| where you’re coming from |
| Because these streets is ill so if you ain’t |
| killing niggas in rhymes |
| your whole sound’s just bubble gum» |
| I said «I won’t contribute to genocide; |
| I’d rather try to cultivate the inner side |
| and try to evolve the frustrated ghetto mind |
| The devil and his army never been a friend of mine» |
| «But niggas don’t wanna hear that shit» said the brother |
| Who was obviously totally misled and yelled out |
| «murder murder, kill, murder» instilled in the influential (walks ?) |
| Of our kids' heads |
| Shallow days, you never wanna |
| Let a brother be a brother |
| Fully inner to the outer |
| Caught up in all them hollow nights |
| Can’t escape cause everywhere that I look |
| People front, and it just ain’t right |
| I said «Don't you know the powers that be |
| are using people as pawns, devouring we |
| until they see us all gone and outta the scene» |
| And as I passed the chronic, he said «look at where I be, |
| I tried to get a job for real, |
| but all the homies (hit licks?) and rob and steal |
| and keep fat pockets caught in a rut to catch ground |
| this way’s in, plus who could you trust?» |
| I said «I'm all about protecting mine, |
| but neglecting minds for getting left behind. |
| Why don’t you change your environment?» |
| He said «This is all I know, |
| plus my fam’s all that I got, I can’t go» |
| I said «You |
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