too, and it's breaking my heart It's breaking our nation apart We gave the youth all the anger, it's just we ain't taught them How to express it, and
planets that exist in my space Like man woman and child, you understand? We got to keep it real and what reality and Reality will keep it real with
made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Word up mommy, I love you Word up It was all you, word, you brought me
Today is the politics of revolution, none other Which brings us to the next move It's a simple case of show and tell or rather show and prove Of made up
[Intro/Chorus: Paris] Is it a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth A, coincidence that they target the youth A, coincidence everything is the same
the red pill, open up your eyes to life In this land of these crack fiends sheep and moles See us overthrow the hold of the devil control And roll deep, keep it
the truth about it Even in the core of the streets, you can't sway the youth about it But keep runnin' yo' mouth and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
Still a teacher, prove it, like medicine squared This Garden of Eden, keeps the party movin ("Bring it back, that old New York rap Bring it bring it
it in my brain, Lord, put it in my stomach Only you can run it, I'ma learn from it Do what I gotta do, try not to plummet America eats its youth like
greedy But my come-up was wrong, flipped it, now it's strong Now I clocks snaps, keep the street shit in my songs Trying to make it up on a stage from
: no, i didn't realise, is it? Oh, fantastic! It was magic then, you see, cause the way... Questioner: well, they call it the centre of europe. It's
gonna make it home today Hey mister, why'd you take my ticket away Even more to the point, how come I let you I could blame it all on you, or make up
does he think when he pours himself a drink and he looks at me that way? he spent a fortune on the labor and the parts, got to keep it running another
Africa, is lookin' for the truth But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth In this edition of the story, no need to bore me, it ain't do nothin
the bully that just pushed his ass Little weapon Little weapon Little weapon Little weapon I killed another man today Shot him in his back as he ran away Then I blew up
picked up a huge branch i swung it at the first dude the other one hit em seen it snap so fast it look like it broke before it hit him so he tried
it down I bring it Through the ghetto Without ridin' 'round Hidin' down duckin' strays From frustrated youths Stuck in they ways Just read a magazine That f***ed up