[Verse 1: Asheru]
I am the stone that the builder refused
I am the visual, the inspiration
That made lady sing the blues
I'm the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark that lights the dark
So that you can know your left from your right
I am the ballot in ya box, The bullet in ya gun
The inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son
The story that just begun, the promise of what's to come
And I'mma remain a soldier till the war is won
The streak that's in your drawers
The sting of a hunger pain
The one to call out your flaws
The thing you don't wanna claim
Pride and joy, ya baby boy
Your inner child's toy
Your saving grace, the winner of the race, the b-boy
A new age scholar, with millennium mindstate
Master of education, doctoral candidate
No, that ain't an*logy of me through rap
That's a true that, and for real a brother really
[Hook]
Judo flip, chop chop chop
A judo flip, they say chop chop chop
A judo flip
But once you hear the capital A, rap it'll stay
With you for a while, and it won't go away
[Hook]
With you for a while
[Verse 2: Asheru]
This is the tale of two cities:
From to the hood to the woods
Away from the nitty-gritty
To the now we all good
No more, corner to corner liquor store and check cashing
Now it's wall to wall shopping mall to spend cash in
Lush greenery, beautiful scenery
A quiet environment, no sirens or machinery
And seems to be, so peaceful and non-threatening
But there goes the neighborhood, as soon as we get get settled in
I guess it's true, the way the sayin' goes:
You can change a wardrobe, but not the man under the clothes
And you can, walk a mile in these inner-city shoes
But you still won't understand my inner-city blues
Give thanks, for the things that mean the most to me
My family, and all my other people that are close to me
From the curb to the burbs, the gutter to the bu*ter
I'mma tell you how it is, and tell you how we Judo Flip
[Hook]
With you for a while, and it won't go away
[Hook]
With you for a while, and it won't go away