and they wanna take aim But I don't give a [edit] cause it's all the same [Chorus] [last line is different] Until the year 2000 my friend
Gave me the gate key, paved the way So lately, my stakes gets better each day Replay my relay race When I was chasin' the afee at eighteen Eight years
in class I won't pass, at last for the blast Stop the brainwash, hang out to dry Nonsense, I'm convinced it's lies Truth to the youth is necessary Important
like Venus acts a fool at the square, right? Yeah Doctors engineer in apparel, right? Yeah Hip-Hop made a point last year, right? Yeah But Planets is the joint this year
in beat societies Lessons must speak Stand be strong. Keep away from weak in the years long Life leaders let loose leading left backs And misguided youth
with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons Come on, I be the top extortionist adopt Adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage Yeah, I do it for the youth
When the years show in our faces from the thoughtless hand of time And our youth is just a mem'ry to revive (We'll spend many happy hours thumbing through
quest the universe And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt The first shall be last and the last shall be first The basic instructions before
He killing cause he feel he got nothing to live for In a war taking heads from men like Charles Taylor And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer 13-year
No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous bitch It's the return of the (Bush Killa) back to bust Just us for the justice, in God we trust I rush truth to the youth
And we gon' do one mo', right after that Yes, women you lookin so very beautiful here today Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night
Think about what you do everyday in Hip-Hop This is not about right now It's about twenty years from now It's about ten years from now The tapes are rolling
truth Met a woman on a highway By the exit sign You'd bet your last dollar That she was forty-nine But she swore to me That she was still in her youth
? Look out to the setting sun, the brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of a lie The cracks of my skin can prove, as the years will testify
me, I can almost hear you calling, calling. The phantom scent of your skin, crossed the years and shook me, Innocent and youthful, dangerous and musky
und herren, this is the peace call. John: what we're really doing is sending out a message to the world, mainly to the youth, especially the youth or
R U still down? Raise 'em up, R U still down? Raise 'em up, R U still down? Raise 'em up, R U still down? Raise 'em up I wrote this for my critics and my, enemies Last year
