Murs - The Science lyrics

So I'm at the barbershop And we talking about this new generation of hip-hop And how, how lost you all are man But y'all have no science So here you go The systematic knowledge of the physical world Gained through observation and experimentation Usually beginning with a hypothesis Or what some may call an estimation Record your results from a series of tests And what your left with is a theory at best Now let me give my hypothesis, an educated guess On why my people on the whole seem to be such a mess Genocide, the deliberate extermination of a race, culture, or an entire nation Centuries ago they brought us here on a boat Enslaved us, beat us til our spirit was broke Then they gave us freedom and a little bit of hope Then they k**ed our leaders and they gave us dope (crack) From the C.I.A. by way of Nicaragua, shipped to Rick Ross, he's the black godfather Now Oscar Blandon was his known supplier, he snitched on Rick so he could retire Ratted on Ricky so he got out quickly, now this is where the situation gets a little sticky Not a citizen of the U.S.A. he got released and got hired by the D.E.A. Then he got his green card by the I.N.S. But that should've never happened due to previous arrests See our government seems to think that there's a difference Between powdered c**aine and crack, for instance You get five years for five grams of crack But in the powdered form you have a hundred times that Now who has the rock, and who has the powder? Who's the oppressed and who has the power? They want you to fail so you wind up in jail You know how much they make while you sitti'n in that cell? Billions of dollars for inmate facilities You sell yourself back into slavery willingly It's not black and white, it's so much more It's the rich stayin rich and the poor stayin poor The poor white's meth, the poor black's crack It's not about race and once you realize that, we as a nation are free to move on And become one people, a movement, strong Now black people weren't the first to be enslaved We were just the first to be treated this way No education you were k**ed if you could read So you hid your intellect if you wanted to succeed And what happens to a lie when you livin' it You lose sight of who you are and start forgettin' it So many of us to this day act ignorant A mere shadow of our form of magnificence Wellfare No independence we become victims dependin' on the system Looking for a handout waiting on some help Toiling on the past feeling sorry for your self But you do what you can to make it out the trap And that right there is the origin of rap It wasn't always played on every radio station It was us makin the best out of a bad situation Inner city schools stopped teaching us instruments We took turntables and started flippin' it Stole electricity from the street lights Plugged it into a system and made the beat hype There was a mic but MC's weren't rulin' It was more 'bout what the DJ was doin' He say a few words (GO GO) to keep the party movin' The beat boys dancin' to the breaks and the grooves An the break was the part where the record broke down Where it was just a drum and a couple of sounds You had two records you could go back and forth To keep the groove goin' cause the break was so short Now if that ain't' science I don't know what is The ingenuity of these young black kids The Bronx New York Central Recita Who hurt earth hip-hop true believers (Theory) Adversity produces opportunity Anythings accomplished through strength and unity The fate of the world is in the hip-hop commuity The revolution is here and now with you and me (Murs is a Scientist)