Time - Let Zinn Down (J. Cole Remix) lyrics

[Time] Jail over windows, bricks inserted A cop's being promoted the same time a man is murdered The beginning and end, as far as rap goes It's only natural, I explain my plateau And also what defines my name Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Kropot was like Jesus, Zinn wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Big Sole my mentor now let the story begin I remember back in high school we used to bump Dead Prez We were saying f** they schools, for what they represent They said Columbus was a hero and Malcolm was Taliban This was after 9/11 they wanted me to go k** a man On lunch break they tried to recruit us, their lies were foolish They said you got to fight for freedom, a fatigue wearing Judas I was raised on Fresh Prince, Common, Rawkus, and Blackstar Then Kweli dropped the proud, I listened in awe Ras Ka** told me bout the nature of the threat I started to understand privilege but not fully yet I used to say f** the pigs but I didn't know why Then I bought hip hop for respect and did the Ghostface cry I kept on making music, I wanted to sell out shows My actions were selfish, I didn't know my heart froze I saw the ghost of Zinn, he said he heard my new song He said why you trying to go pop? That sh** sound wrong I saw Bakunin out my window, the guilt hit me 10 fold Emma Goldman shook her head at me then my pen broke Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Kropot was like Jesus, Zinn wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Big Sole my mentor now let the story begin School was full of propaganda and co*ky jocks I read my first Chomsky book downtown at a coffee shop I used to bump sole, wondering if I'd ever meet him Who would have known, years later, we'd perform at the same theaters He put me on to Graeber, Wark, and Tiqqun Not to mention, Scott Crow and other anarchist friends We didn't start this war, we started talking provocateur Next thing I know, lawsuits knocking on my door Chomsky had our back, he said it was routine I'm still ignorant though, everyday I learn a new thing Zinn said when you care about others the state attacks Shout out to Chelsea manning for wikileaking the facts Rappers are still h*mophobic, now they just hide it Patriarchy rules everything around me, cla** so childish Aaron Swartz is dead, Jeremy Hammond's in jail Amiri Baraka just pa**ed, democracy's stale I saw Bookchin out my window, the guilt hit me 10 fold Vonnegut slapped me in the face but he gave me a new pen though Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Kropot was like Jesus, Zinn wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Big Sole my mentor now let the story begin Now days rappers be talking sh** about Macklemore Yeah there's contradictions, but he opened some doors I mean where would rap be without Chuck D? Without Stic and M1 and Immortal Technique I'm waiting on the day for my heroes to drop a single But I don't think anti-capitalists and charts mingle There's a war on the poor, the news likes to ignore You can't even sleep outside, these mayors are carnivores sh** is fracked up, fracked up and bullsh** But respect to Sole man, that homie don't quit There's blood from the tar sands on the president's hands Shout out to all the blockades for taking a stand Now day's it seems solidarity's extinct Cause all I ever see is Rick Ross with a mink I wanna go back in time and liberate it Then shut down clear channel and delete the hatred I saw Zinn out my window, his smile hit me 10 fold He gave me a brick and said it was a memento Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals Kropot was like Jesus, Zinn wrote the Bible Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Big Sole my mentor now let the story begin