Little Brother - State of The Art lyrics

[Verse 1: Edgar Allen Floe] Check it, I take a look at our world out here Severe Numerous nights the mother Earth sheds tears I find fear in the words from the dummies of the puppeteers They gaze at the strings once a year We all want to change it, but want to make it Tired of struggling, so we disregard what is sacred I want to make a [?] for what's better So I don't care about the A and R's confirmation letter Or a President's kind words, that's why our mind's blurred I want to find her, and leave beside her Take all frustrations to the streets And keep fighting on corruption till we find peace But it's a tough journey, so plan early Plan now, so your strategy can trickle down To the next generation Effective penetration, leads to a better nation Word up [HOOK: Edgar Allen Floe] Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo what's the state of the art? Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo, what's the state of the art? [Verse 2: Edgar Allen Floe] Yo, as I sit back and ask myself this question everyday But who's to say, there's no one out here to dictate We don't need an overseer, just a few strong leaders Very few teachers, but the students respect The cla**rooms were effective, now the pupils catch wreck Cause all the substitutes, differentiated their dialect They just in the public eye to get a petty cheque No one gives a f**, not even the Superintendent The music industry, sound like the school system don't it They're both some lazy ba*tards, I'm a powerful opponent I'm letting people understand the bullsh** that's trying me Cause Hip Hop culture is the product of society It all relates, we're like a bicycle, a ten speed We got both wheels, but the inner-tubes are empty The f**ers gave us a chain and it's rusty My words are slick, we'll make it to the air station Trust me [HOOK: Edgar Allen Floe] Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo, what's the state of the art? Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo, what's the state of the art? [Bridge: Edgar Allen Floe speaking] So what's up y'all? It's time to make a decision What do you want? Do you want change Or do you want the bullsh** to continue? Let's get together, let's do what's right Continue to move forward, y'all No more time to complain Cause in our situations, actions speak louder Word up [Verse 3: Edgar Allen Floe] I know there's numerous people That can relate to this, but feel alone But you won't want to hear home You wish on the dangers of ignorance So you don't persist with it You wish everyone would get with it I try to talk to the blind, just like you But everybody plays a fool lusting for money And conflict j**els I brainstorm with myself, but keep asking why I never wish d**h, but a problem got to die There's one solution, it's called the Eye to Eye movement It must pursue it, and the other conduit It must be the key y'all, let's give it it a try So if you're with me, say AYE [HOOK: Edgar Allen Floe] Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo, what's the state of the art? Aiyo my brothers are the scenery, my sisters are the painters Hip Hop's the paintbrush, reality is major I love this art form, and the people are my heart So what's the state of the art? Yo, what's the state of the art?