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U should know, its hard to be a prophet, and still make a profit (Scratch) U should know, u heartless peeps cant stop this, even if u still fill ya pockets U should know, sometimes its more important how u behave, U should know, that young minds listen and duplicate?(Scratch) U should know, were responsible 4 da next generation, its the power of our word, reachin, young peeps when, we emceein, U should know, that every single syllable, could form the character of another individual, Human beeing, u and me and, all ya true emcees been, More important to this youth, cause they truly belivin in, This special frequence, we use when we speakin, We got too many battlin MCs but our family tree is loosin of leaves when, we continue to work like that, this world strikes back, 4 u it probably feels like ya purse got snatched, but 4 me, it feels I got catched, like birds by catz, it always depends on how u persons act, this system is lackin wisdom, if not, why the entire empire wants me to drop some german raps, u get on my nerves wit that, nowadays u only get powerplays, if u really take the route that they, paved to get paid, instead of fadin the fake, u hadin the great, ya behavin made u a slave, of this passionless game to get fame, claimin that, ya acts got steeze, but the message is only flat like laptop screens, yo? U should know, its hard to be a prophet, and still make a profit (Scratch) U should know, u heartless peeps cant stop this, even if u still fill ya pockets U should know, sometimes its more important how u behave, U should know, that young minds listen and duplicate?(Scratch) I see young kids smokin, they only ten years old, I see some kids hopin, their homies respect their clothes, I see one kid , that beats another, for no reason, U should know, in these times its hard to express ya own feelings, This heartless excess, of clones cheatin, 4 nickles and dimes, They rippin some lifes, while they sippin cristyle, only da fittest survives, but thats the sickest of all rules, do u really think, its all about getting the thickest of all jewels, the biggest of all cars, just to exhibit ya holy status, u should know, u could show more than all these phony actors, weve been slowly captured, by words like money, power, respect, but whats left, if sombodys runnin out of ya set, leaves ya small planet of material accesories, and builds up his own zone, with his spiritual homegrown, plans, thoughts and ideas, than ure nothin more than a man, no boss, no fear?
