Man (*sighs*) I'm just thinkin' aloud, listen Up in my room writin' cla**ics I gotta wonder if this one'll reach the ma**es Tired of people askin', “Hene what happened?” Tellin' me I'm ten times better than people platinum They say I'm underrated, to me that's undebated Others rap for the cash, for me that's somethin' sacred I pour my soul over every beat Dream lyrics so in a sense I never sleep And I barely eat, got the pioneers on my back Real emcees a dying breed, the art of rap Jeopardize, now hard to recognize Ever since commercial rap was emphasized This is why I struggle and stay up in this grind Hopin' my fans sympathize with every line Ghetto symphony written out of a heavy mind A heavy heart heavy as the day that Heavy died Please tell me why drones hittin' people's homes We needed hope, why did I even vote? Swear I live in a country full of deceit and hoax Entertainment news crews is misleadin' bro Overeatin' folk hangin' out at Kroger Thinkin' ‘bout Ebola but you drink a lot of soda I think our time is over, I'm doin' nothin' new Before O'hene there were many who had brung the truth Who were vilified, either k**ed or died In oblivion and dude KRS is still alive I wonder if the younger kids are feelin' Nas People like brotha Chubb, those the realer guys I feel at times we ain't it True pioneers in rap like DJ Quik And I pray I never see the day that he straight quit If this be my last song let me relay this For those like me who have a higher calling When it's hard and you feel like you're tired call me I'll be right here in stereo, turn the mix up This for the real musicians, never give up Said I'm here in stereo, turn the mix up This for the truth tellers, never give up For the days I'm wary I made this up This for O'hene Savant, never give up Never give up