(The substance of the dream is expressed in these profound words) -> Martin Luther King
Yo what up
It seems to me a lotta people are goin out the wrong way
It's like we're working backwards
It's sort of a regression instead of a progression, know what I mean?
Any time little kids is gettin hurt up caught in the crossfire of a drug war
something got to happen, something got to be changed
So what I want you to do is listen to the music, enjoy the flavor
Word
I'm 'bout to say a little something
(The substance of the dream is expressed in these profound words)
[ VERSE 1: EST ]
In these day and times two things come to mind
How you're gonna get fly and how you're gonna get by
For romance you need cash, that's the latest thing
Along with funky gold, amazon earrings
My poor mama don't understand
Why he's out there sellin caine out of soda cans
But yo, the way we're livin now is deep
And you ain't the shot unless you drive a jeep
Or some other fresh automobile
Fat gold dinky strapped with blue steel
And if you ain't then you're considered a nut
Without the slightest idea which way is up
Check it out, I'm just glad to be doin this
The call me ES, the incredible dope stylist
And I'ma do do it like mountain dew
Givin you my personal point of view
This whole world needs to grow some
And try to understand the plight of a common man
Check yourself before you wreck yourself
Let the madness cease
And like increase the peace
(Wanted to talk frank, down to earth in a language that everybody here can easily understand)
(We all agree our people have a very serious problem) -> Malcolm X
(The substance of the dream is expressed in these profound words)
[ VERSE 2: EST ]
It's pleasure beyond measure that be puttin kids dee with crime
Chill their will and cold mangle your mind
Now you know they ain't want freedom to ring on the real
Rolled on us with prejudice and cold got ill
But still we burned and yearned to learn the lesson
Stopped all the fessin and bumrushed oppression
Strong on the song cause the beat ain't weak
The man flexed my brother for the courage to speak
Son killed by the father and daughter by the mother
Taken under by the same cat you swore was your brother
Now I'm askin you, where you gonna run to?
Do you even know where you're goin to?
Or are you more concerned with just goin for self?
To hell with everyone else
But that's just what we're tryin to fight
Don't break out, unite and try to make things right
Unity throughout community is what I be tryin to see
Leavin us free to be you and me
Dope or wack, we must react
Or negative'll take us hostage and dilute the message
And just as I'm here like rockin the mic
You know that two wrongs never makin a right
So I'ma release inside the music beast
Let the hate decrease and like increase the peace
[ VERSE 3: EST ]
I see I have to be a little more relevant
Come clearer, but things are present
We take life as one big social event
But it's not, especially since we're in tryin times
Fightin to preserve the teenage mind
Now I don't wanna dwell on this, but be an activist
Rock some English for the musical expressionists
Malcolm and Martin got stopped but kept startin
Physically they were dimmed, the words kept sparkin
Now I get destroyed for weeks and weeks
Let the madness cease and yo (increase the peace)
On the extra-strength
Tha's all you gotta do
If you clockin more than somebody else, it don't mean nothin -
I mean everybody got to learn to be cool
Money gon' come to you
What you want, you gon' get as long as you go about it the right way
Killin and illin ain't right, you got to be chillin
So on behalf of 3-D and everybody that's down with this message
Aslaam alaikum
