Intro

Sometimes people forget though man, like
what this hip-hop sh!t is about, you know what I mean?
Like, I like them days when you used to hear them tracks and was like Yo these... is buggin!
Lately I've been feeling down kinda down and I don't know what I'm doing right here.
Lately I've been breaking down broken down but I can't let nobody see.
Cause I've been going around going round trying to find a way to make it out here.
But it's wearing on me.
yeah
Hip-Hop was meant to be a pure form of cultural expression.
Not cultural regression
Or a tool to be used as fuel for ignorance ascension.
This ingenious invention, born of purest intention.
Was to manifest the hopes and dreams of all who spoke its coded meaning.
Dreams of all those who's hearts provided the means for truth of the youth to be heard and seen.
Deeply felt and held close to heart
Was the importance of respect of in revere in this art.
But fear the power, our truth will in part,
Gave rise to establishing malice in the most ruthless of hearts.
Our joy, our sadness, our pleasure and pain
Was abusively construed for material gain.
Twisted tendentiously and still fear in our veins.
By those who should be ashamed
Those who once could have named
as guilty
had we not willingly accepted this madness insane
Now we must tragically claim our own share of this blame
While caring enough to stand up and show the strength to regain
this priceless treasure.