| No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes,
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| 'Cause we’re living in the last times…
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| They wanna go to war, more wars to come
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| But most of us fight more wars than one
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| Discrimination in the racial nation
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| While they destroy our strong foundation
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| Nature’s balance is way off balance
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| They tip the scale, now it’s no more silence
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| The hole in the ozone layer is outta control
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| But they wanna fight for more oil and gold
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| Unemployment, I got laid off
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| The streets is the last resorts to get paid off
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| For more, more mint, no doe for rent
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| I gotta shed blood to make a red cent
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| Maybe I should ask the president
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| Somebody give me the president
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| But he don’t want to hear it, it’s out of the question
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| 'Cause in my section it’s worse than recession
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| So I go to a rich neighborhood and play Robin Hood
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| Take from the bad and give to the good
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| First I go to Bensonhurst, steal a Benz, snatch a purse
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| Pick up my friends, that’s when it gets worse
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| 'Cause I need government and they need government
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| Alot of mint spent, now I gotta pay rent
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| Who makes the most dead presidents in the projects
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| You’re gonna get robbed and wrecked
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| I parked up the block to plot on a kid that made a knot
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| Let’s get him for all he got
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| I approached him slow like I was a basehead
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| Put the fo-fifth to his face and said
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| You see those kids over there wit the hoods
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| Walk to them real slow and give them the goods
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| First the gun and the doe and crush the jumbos
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| One false move and no one knows
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| 'Cause I got a silencer to hush the bust
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| And I’m in a rush, so hush the fuss
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| Plus the poison you fed will no longer spread
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| You good as dead, I’m a fill your head wit lead
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| That’s when I pushed him into his building
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| To murder him… but I remember the children…
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| We gotta teach the children everyday, keep a song
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| Show them the light, teach them right from wrong
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| Make some sense so they can carry on Teach the children
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| We gotta teach the children so that they can sing along
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| Understand the words in this song
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| Can’t be done when we’re gone, so…
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| Teach the children, save the nation
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| I see the destruction, the situation
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| They’re corrupt, and their time’s up soon
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| But they’ll blow it up and prepare life on the moon
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| Sounds like Total Recall
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| But who gotta spaceship, you get it, we fall
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| So hope for the best and expect the worst
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| The end is near and it’s U-N-I verse…
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| The one’s that interfere wit nature
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| Labeled you limited and underrate ya,
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| His plans over rule when he separates ya Now it’s U-N-I verse, the one that hates ya So we gotta let them know, we’re hip to the script
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| Change the skit, or we’re about to flip
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| 'Cause we want access to happiness
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| Livin’the good life and much success
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| Equal opportunity
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| Self awareness and unity
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| Education, the kids need a sculpture
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| Teach them the abacus and their culture…
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| And that’ll help stop the robbing, raping and killing
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| Poison neighborhoods are illing
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| But they import more keys from across seas
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| A drug disease hits the streets wit ease
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| So keep on building… 'cause we gotta keep building
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| Till the answers are filled in And make sure you don’t stop till then…
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| And if you do, remember the children! |