Check the bass, check the treble
The deepness a whole nother level
Coming through my headphones blasting some knowledge
My beliefs and ideas needing to be polished
It's like my medicine, an antidote from the hate
Lyrical trip, an escape
Keeping the mind open and freeing it
I'm looking but I ain't seeing it
I'm reading but I ain't believing it
I'm running but I ain't leaving it
Gotta break from that twisted mentality
Don't wanna be another emcee causality
Of money, cash, and clothes
Using those same old words
What they call guys, and girls
Niggas and hoes
Talking bout how many records they done sold
But what I'm talking about is far more bold
Learning from writers and poets of old
Life and history lessons flowed and told
The track is completed with phat beats
It's poetry straight from the streets
Reaches
Teaches
Me
To do more than just be rhyming
But to flow and make sense like Common
Have a message that's positive and pure
Not temporary insanity but something that will endure
These kats today need help from Rappers Anonymous for a cure
The lesson to learn is: Don't grab the mic if you are unsure
