Dead Prez - Hip Hop (instrumental)

when you dont know where to go, just rewrite goals from the hot poles, i rock foals,

the qustioned cut sold sunk the scenes of the potency cleaned by its own means, i mean

what is the people when people are enemies, very pleased by their needs to be freed from their own spirits,

when nothing is erased, just pump out the chase, to the phasing of the matter, materialistic difference

will clap to the drums that hat ya income, by outcoming the story of how many fingers will point at me

at the top of doubt pyramids, well if zero numbers are in count, we're in sync with the amount of nothing,

blackness, we give wholeness its own holes to drill into possess the darkest caress of sprout, give birth

to money at rounds around the round table, knight of a fake fable, drive its monotone prune, to the sewn of the dome

within the scarecrow, aware goals to tear roles of just, you must just think tru yourself, dont let the bullets

be around for their health, i give wishes to the light, defines my mind expand of the give to percept, and

not to demand a cancer broad desease which spreads out like ease, or the refugees of the stagnant breeze

- from nothing it leads, and tends to engrieve

question, where are we heading now, people are let to doubt, with no essence

to crown the moneymakers to give us fake breaks, cost will stop ourselves

hold onto stigma tendencies, enemy released tru superior power, commercials screams louder

and louder, no standardized powder will shoot out like sincere bullets in guns, or red

eyes led to stun the mind powerless, so people lets, please set the peace to bless cause

- from nothing it leads, from that we perceive

That is the yeast of which we will seed our own dreams, but hold me, we perpetuate to faking mirrors of their

agenda, big moneeh spend a dozen of skulls to highten their view over this dull, spewing oceans of dead knots

like ties giving head busts of dreads, so we effect counterclean to protect count me like lunatic, i'll make my

words sting so windows to circeling bound be profund values, of it sale-use running on last round, to everlasting

clowns will drown its own clues on these boats you, cant seem to patcht tru, attaching mirrors with 'who's,

they knew how to clear us, but forgot the core essence to the present fought right from wrong, cut the law's tongue,

to engrieve, well from nothing it leads, and seems to be me.

question, where are we heading now, people are let to doubt, with no essence

to crown the moneymakers to give us fake breaks, cost will stop ourselves

hold onto stigma tendencies, enemy released tru superior power, commercials screams louder

and louder, no standardized powder will shoot out like (oprigtig) bullets in guns, or red

eyes led to stun the mind powerless, so people lets, please set the peace to bless cause

- cause from nothing it leads, from that we perceive