[Intro: Fred Hampton]
So we say, we always say in the Black Panther Party
That they can do anything they want to to us
We might not be back, I might be in jail
I might be anywhere
But when I leave, you can remember I said
That the last words on my lips were that
I am a revolutionary!
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For the love of revolution
For the life that I lead
Y es por eso que yo canto
Con la familia que yo quiero
For my beautiful niece
Y es por eso que yo canto
For the future of the youth
That remind me of me
Y es por eso que yo canto
Para Chile, for Chicago
For the kids in hallseez (?)
Y es por eso que yo canto
[Verse 1]
I dedicate this to them kids
That remind me of me
Those rebellious motherf**ers
That I call MCs
It's them kids on the corners, in them circles
Spitting rhythms, ripping cyphers
Smoking purples and state(??), they still children
Buying 40s, giving money to the kid with ID
Six heads on one blunt
But they sharing the weed
f** school, they told jokes
And they never took notes
All they did was fill their notebooks
With some marvelous flows
Staring out the window
Daydreaming of shows
The limelight
The right life
How they bound to blow
And it's a dream that they all share
Who gonna get there?
I found a reason for my rapping
I ain't gonna fake it
I want a crib for my moms
On the beach in (??)
Y es por eso que yo canto
I want to open up a school
In the Bronx by the river
Y es por eso que yo canto
I'll be happy with a crib
And some land in the back
Y es por eso que yo canto
Sit back, smoke in the air
Dip and cognac
Y es por eso que yo canto
[Verse 2]
Sipping water out the wine gla**
Smile on my face
Funny farmers hat on
To keep the sun out my face
I'll be content with teaching children
And building the young struggle
If hip hop organized
The whole world would be in trouble
Bush, run for cover
You be getting bum rushed
We'll get Bambaataa as the President
We all gon' crush
It's graffiti on the wall
But it's not advertising
Just a warning from the youth
About the future uprising
It's not surprising
That we seeking freedom
I don't believe 'em
I'll be happy with a Cavalier
Like my dad drove
A living room with chandeliers
And a matching carpet
I choose to rap cause sometimes
It's my only option
It's my freedom of expression
It's the voice of the oppressed
Y es por eso que yo canto
It's the power of the word
Man, you gotta use it
Y es por eso que yo canto
[Verse 3]
Cause I truly do believe
That I'm the seed of revolution
I rap, therefore I am
Part of the vocal contribution
To the call that's worldwide
Fight the struggle within
Organize, read books
Practice discipline
Use the culture as a weapon
That's unknown to them
Speak slang in a language
That's code to them
Make music, breakdance
Write your name on the wall
Write a paper theorizing
How they k**ed Biggie Smalls
2Pac and Malcolm X
How they k**ed them all
Be a leader on the block
You taking over the game
But instead of g**ning
And acting selfish
You like a Panther in the morning
Serving breakfast
[Hook]