(Intro: Nas) "With eyes that seen a war too many Cold-blooded murderers, universal" (Verse 1: uniVERSEal) I wish I had the power to make my voice louder So my raps reached everyone like the sun reaches every flower I wish I had the power to climb the tallest tower And wave my flag around, making the haters cower It's now or never not today or tomorrow I don't wanna look back on my life and say it went sour Or that the only thing I ever did was eat, sleep, work, shower And get devoured by society during rush hour Mothers just want flour to feed their children with How are your needs more important, could you answer that quick? Well time is a luxury you can afford Houses in ghettos and slums can't pay for telephone cords So when daddy drops unconscious on the kitchen floor, mommy can't call 911 All she can do is call the lord But daddy never went to church, so when daddy died I guess God wasn't paying attention anymore This is for the four corner stores on my block that can't pay the bills galore, have to close up shop Or risk being caught up in a clash with a corporation That's about as human as the ATM's handing out donations Society has a ma** infestation of lies and cruelty So when someone tries spreading the love they're considered unruly Nowadays people only seem to find beauty in their j**elry, truly I continually See the frequency of ingenuity drop What's considered rap right now isn't really hip hop Back in the 90's it would be a major flop But today it's the top of the charts in the iTunes shop It's my duty to spread this message because I've heard the truth It battled through the lies that were being force-fed through the tube And since I really have nothing else to do I spit a couple verses in the booth just to talk to you Who can judge me? Only my guru Not Zulu voodoo dolls or rumors that grew from a few dissatisfied youth who want proof That the image I project is the same one I keep under my roof. poof Once I proved I was real they disappear quickly down a chute But I know they'll come back soon, shooting to k** not to wound Leaving craters in me like the moon Ready, aim, fire, boom I think about the people in the other room and wonder if they're also sitting in gloom, thinking about me too But that's wishful thinking, and I'm not going to gamble when I know I'm going to lose, word to Dr. Seuss Today you are you, that is truer than true, there is no one alive who is more "you-er" than you And yeah, you don't think that's gangster you think it's cute I won't refute your opinion, but neither will I stay mute I'm not going to throw a tantrum, I'd rather sing my anthem Not O'Canada but something off an Eminem album Or Nas maybe something visionary like Malcolm A song of solitude to sing in my inner sanctum People getting k**ed off randomly and disease striking children no older than 3 Really easy to see why people pop pills to go to sleep (Piano Interlude) (Verse 2: uniVERSEal) And then arising from their slumber Daring to wonder that their number's been called And that they're escaping the horror But that's thinking too forward, their hopes are dashed They leave the house, sick and tired of slaving for cash It's a mash up of ignorance, oppression and poverty The last of those three exists both physically and mentally Generally speaking mutiny is the best way to go When the powers that be are getting out of control Because everyone underneath the North Pole has a right to their own soul All of our rights should be respected nothing more or nothing less Living free is the best way to live Without that, there is nothing left I guess people are okay with being treated like their worthless And that's messed No one should have their dreams choke and die with the last breath I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of d**h, Nas