Cancel the apocalypse
Cartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planet
Last seen in pursuit of an American dream
This fool actually thinks he can drive his Hummer on the moon
Blasting DMX off the soundtrack of a South Park cartoon
n***as used to buy their families out of slavery
Now we buy chains and links, smokes and drinks
They're paying me to record this, even more if you hear it
Somebody tell me, what you think I should do with the money?
Yes, dread, tell me what you think I should do with the money?
Exactly how much is it gonna cost to free Mumia?
What's he gonna do with his freedom?
Talk on the radio?
Radio programming is just that
A brain washed and gleaned of purpose
To be honest, some freedom of speech makes me nervous
And you, looking for another martyr in the form of a man:
Hair like a mane with an outstretched hand
In a world of harsh thoughts, reactionary defensiveness
And counter intelligence what exactly is innocence?
f** it, I do believe in the existence of police brutality
Who do I make checks payable to?
How 'bout I pay you in prayers?
A young child stares at a glowing screen transfixed by tales of violence
His teenage father tells him that that's life, not that Barney sh**
A purple dinosaur that speaks of love, a black man that speaks of blood
Which one is keeping it real, son?
Who manufactured your steel, son?
Hardcore, based on elements at the Earth's core
f** it, I'm gonna keep speaking 'til my throat soars
An emcee tolds a crowd of hundreds to put their hands in the air
An armed robber stepped into a bank and told everyone to put their hands in the air
A Christian minister gives his benediction while the congregation hold their hands in the air
Love the image of the happy Buddha with his hands in the air
Hands up if you're confused, define tomorrow
Your belief system ain't louder than my car system
n***a walked down my block with his Rottweiler
A subwoofer on a leash, each one teach one
The DJ spins a new philosophy into a barren mind
I can't front on it
My head nods as if to clear the last image from an etch-a-sketch
Something like Rakim said
I could quote any emcee, but why should I?
How would it benefit me?
Karmic repercussions
Are your tales of reality worth their sonic laced discussions?
Suddenly, the ground shivers and quakes
A new born startles and wakes
Her mother rushes to her bed side to hold her to her breast
Milk of sustenance: heals and nourishes
From the depths of creation life still flourishes
Yet we focus on d**h and destruction, violence, corruption
My people, let Pharaoh go
What have you bought into?
How much will it cost to buy you out?
What have you bought into?
How much will it cost to buy you out?
What have you bought into?
How much will it cost to buy you out?
Voice of the homeless:
How much it gonna cost to buy you out of my mind?
Penny for a thought
Y'all n***as is half steppin', wastin' my time
Please n***a, what? Talkin' to me?
Please baby, baby, baby, please, can I borrow
Can I borrow a nickle, a dime, and that quarter?
Baby, penny for a thought, penny for a thought
How much gonna cost to buy you out of buyin' into a reality that originally bought you?
Dime a dozen, y'all n***as a dime a dozen
Penny for a thought, n***a
C'mon, penny for a thought
Think fast, think fast
C'mon, time is money
Time is money, money is time
So I keep seven o'clock in the bank and gain interest in the hour of God
I'm saving to buy my freedom
God, grant me wings, I'm too fly not to fly
Eye sore to look at humans without wings, so I soar
And find tickle in the feathers of my wings
Flying hysterically, over land numerically
I am seven mountains higher than the valley of d**h
Seven mountains higher than the valley of d**h
Seven dimensions deeper than dimensions of breath
We're performing an exorcism on all this keep it real-ism
Violence sensationalism
In the name of the hip hop that nurtured me, cultured me
We are ordering all evil entities to exit this body
Leave this body
In the name of microphone fiends and a young boy's b-boy dreams
We draw you to leave this body
Leave this body
All evil entities, all wannabe emcees
Decoys, decoys, send in the true b-boys
The true b-boys
Be men, motherf**ers, be men
In the name of Scott La Rock
In the name of T La Rock
Motherf**ers don't remember how to do the Reeboks
Walk, hop
I told you to leave this body
Leave this body, leave this body
I told you to leave this body
Leave this body
Motherf**ers must think I'm crazy
sh**, I think y'all motherf**ers is crazy, I want my f**in' MTV
Penny for a thought, n***a, penny for a thought
The f** have you bought into?