I came from the South Side of Chicago wanting to be a rap artist and make videos.
I sit and think with a drink about how I'm gonna win...
Even through the unseen, I know that God watches, From one King's dream, he was able to Barack us.
I am to hip-hop what Obama is to politics
Burn a Bush cause for peace he no push no button. Killing over oil and grease, no weapons of destruction, How can we follow a leader when this a corrupt one?
I start thinking: How many souls hip-hop has affected? How many dead folks this art resurrected? How many nations this culture connected? Who am I to judge one's perspective?
I look into mother's stomach, wonder if you are a boy or a girl Turnin' this woman's womb into a tomb But she and I agree, a seed we don't need You would've been much more than a mouth to feed But someone I would've fed this information I read To someone my life for you I would've had to leave Instead I led you to death.
I believe in heaven more than hell, lessons more than jail. In the ghetto, let love prevail with a story to tell. My eyes see the glory, and well, The world waiting for me to yell, "I Have A Dream!"
I wonder if these wack niggas realize they wack, And they the reason that my people say they tired of rap.
I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
I met this girl when I was ten years old, And what I loved most she had so much soul. She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me.
I love black thighs, you sisters better realize That real hair and real eyes get real guys. So before you makeup your face, you better make up your mind...
Time is real, we can't rewind it... Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did.