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Look,
I'm the industry's newest nightmare/ Yea I'm on my high horse, while ya'll in ya high chairs/ And you new borns, are still too new to the ideas/ Check the news, niggas knew they were losing their rights here/ Losing they lives here, while losing they minds here/ Searchin' the lost and found to see if they minds there/ But see, my theory is keeping the mind clear/ So you can see the signs believe me they right there/ If you, open your eyes, and visualize fear/ It should come to no surprise that you can't survive here/ And you can analyze that! Give it a try here/ But its likely, you might just see ya demise here/ Cause see, you can die here, from being afraid/ Day in and day out, of what you see and you say/ You see me? I'm just leadin' the way/ So take heed! To the ways of the streets 'fore they diggin' grave/ You maybe, just a kid on your way/ But maybe, every nigga on your block can't see it that way/ All they see is a reason to hate/ And maybe, its the exact same reason why they beefin' today/ We all sleep, but believing you safe, is crazy/ So maybe, niggas gotta try sleepin' awake/ It may seem like I'm eager to chase and make cream/ But maybe, that's cause I ain't gotta reason to wait/ A sensei simply teaching the way to break free/ And break loose from the breaks life handed to me/ And they say I don't have what it takes/ But maybe, if they took a look around, they would see what I say/ I mean, I feel a need to escape/ But lately, the limit is the sky, and that's exactly what I scrape/ (Uh!) And that's exactly why I'm great/ Young, hispanic and gifted, give me some space/ To O-P-E-R-ate/ Cause rap needs surgery, and, I just took it to the E.R. wait!/ Till I'm done, and you see that its saved, seein' the change/ You niggas never see what's right, you only see the mistakes!/ But never, mistake me for hitting the brakes/ I'm on the move, when I move, better get out the way/ I'll never lose/ And the proof's, in what I do and I say/ You niggas choose to be fools then you lose anyway/ I got my groove, and the truth's in the music I make/ Gotta do you times 2 just to be where I've stayed/ Look, the Bronx is back, and I'm the spine/ The heart of the borough, its heartbeat is mine/ And, this star needs to shine, f'real!/ Cause I will kill for mine, but chill!/ My mark is defined, and still!/ Ya'll don't respect I, you will!/ Sooner or later...