(Intro: Nas)
"With eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers, universal"
(Verse 1: uniVERSEal)
I wish I had the power to make my voice louder
So my raps reached everyone like the sun reaches every flower
I wish I had the power to climb the tallest tower
And wave my flag around, making the haters cower
It's now or never not today or tomorrow
I don't wanna look back on my life and say it went sour
Or that the only thing I ever did was eat, sleep, work, shower
And get devoured by society during rush hour
Mothers just want flour to feed their children with
How are your needs more important, could you answer that quick?
Well time is a luxury you can afford
Houses in ghettos and slums can't pay for telephone cords
So when daddy drops unconscious on the kitchen floor, mommy can't call 911
All she can do is call the lord
But daddy never went to church, so when daddy died I guess God wasn't paying attention anymore
This is for the four corner stores on my block that can't pay the bills galore, have to close up shop
Or risk being caught up in a clash with a corporation
That's about as human as the ATM's handing out donations
Society has a ma** infestation of lies and cruelty
So when someone tries spreading the love they're considered unruly
Nowadays people only seem to find beauty in their j**elry, truly I continually
See the frequency of ingenuity drop
What's considered rap right now isn't really hip hop
Back in the 90's it would be a major flop
But today it's the top of the charts in the iTunes shop
It's my duty to spread this message because I've heard the truth
It battled through the lies that were being force-fed through the tube
And since I really have nothing else to do
I spit a couple verses in the booth just to talk to you
Who can judge me? Only my guru
Not Zulu voodoo dolls or rumors that grew from a few dissatisfied youth who want proof
That the image I project is the same one I keep under my roof. poof
Once I proved I was real they disappear quickly down a chute
But I know they'll come back soon, shooting to k** not to wound
Leaving craters in me like the moon
Ready, aim, fire, boom
I think about the people in the other room and wonder if they're also sitting in gloom, thinking about me too
But that's wishful thinking, and I'm not going to gamble when I know I'm going to lose, word to Dr. Seuss
Today you are you, that is truer than true, there is no one alive who is more "you-er" than you
And yeah, you don't think that's gangster you think it's cute
I won't refute your opinion, but neither will I stay mute
I'm not going to throw a tantrum, I'd rather sing my anthem
Not O'Canada but something off an Eminem album
Or Nas maybe something visionary like Malcolm
A song of solitude to sing in my inner sanctum
People getting k**ed off randomly and disease striking children no older than 3
Really easy to see why people pop pills to go to sleep
(Piano Interlude)
(Verse 2: uniVERSEal)
And then arising from their slumber
Daring to wonder that their number's been called
And that they're escaping the horror
But that's thinking too forward, their hopes are dashed
They leave the house, sick and tired of slaving for cash
It's a mash up of ignorance, oppression and poverty
The last of those three exists both physically and mentally
Generally speaking mutiny is the best way to go
When the powers that be are getting out of control
Because everyone underneath the North Pole has a right to their own soul
All of our rights should be respected nothing more or nothing less
Living free is the best way to live
Without that, there is nothing left
I guess people are okay with being treated like their worthless
And that's messed
No one should have their dreams choke and die with the last breath
I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of d**h, Nas