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