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Times are changing, the young are getting tough
They taste the knowledge and now they just can't get enough
The trend's intelligence, and rhymes are relevant
If you're coming irrelevant, you'll never do well against
The poet with inner sight, you give off a dimmer light
Somebody give him a light, cause money ain't too bright
Or maybe he's too white collar conservative
In a corporate position, but the action was affirmative
You're falling out of touch, and running out of time
You're chasing a dime, but you're wasting your mind
Get encased in the rhyme, in the bass and the line
I give off so much light, that the blind see it shine
I flip styles, lifestyles are going out of style
I give you a head start, here, here's about a mile
But I breeze past, speaks fast, with the quickness
With the power of God, and force of habit, I kick this
First with backbone, the beat is the background
The lyrics are prone to make you get up or get down
Although I don't preach, I'm never apolitical
Cause I'm too spiritual, and times are too critical
My only weapon is my pen
When I show you where I'm living
You're gonna wanna hit it again
My only weapon is my pen
I'm a soul rider
We need power now or never, together forever
And never sever, make an endeavor
To enlighten your brethren, I recommend
We extend a hand, expand and then
With strength defend black women and men
From the white power structure
That sucked you in, stole your culture and fucked ya
And you gave birth to a nation
Your free labor laid America's economic foundation
Blood sweat and tears and fears for years
But now here's what appears to be the shift in the gears
The turning of tables, knowledge enables
Us to escape from stereotypical labels
And years of classroom fables, fiction
Fallacies, falsehoods and fabrications
Facades, even fronts
Star spangled stories, stigmas and stunts