Peace Brother Elijah
 Hey peace Guru  how you doin?
 I'm maintainin
 Just been thinkin though man
 about the situation for today's youth man  the seeds man
 What's your opinion on that?
 Mmm that's strange I was thinkin the same thing
 Somethin I read in the holy Qu'ran how it says
 "Has thou seen him who belies religion?
 That is one who is rough, to the orphan."
 And no matter what we say our religion is
 whether it's Islam, Christianity
 Juddaism, Buddha-ism, Old School-ism or New School-ism
 If we're not schooling the youth WITH wisdom
 then the sins of the father will visit the children
 And that's not keepin it real...
 that's keepin it -- WRONG
 Chorus: Guru
 Now that we're gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back
 For the youth is the future no doubt that's right and exact
 Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers power
 And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
 This world is ours, that's why the demons are leary
 It's our inheritance; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood
 Theory
 Verse One: Guru
 I seek Sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one
 At least one must flow and show the structure, of freedom
 It's me Dunn, cause petty things we don't need 'em
 Let's focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them
 They innocent, they know not what they face
 while politicians save face genius minds lay to waste
 If I wasn't kickin rhymes I'd be kickin down doors
 Creatin social change and defendin the poor
 The God's always been militant, and ready for war
 We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers
 But first where's the safe at? Let's make em show us
 and tell em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us
 We bringin it back, around the way to our peeps
 Cause times are way too deep, we know the Code of the Streets
 Meet your defeat; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... my Robbin Hood
 Theory
 Verse Two: Guru
 I floss my rhymes like dentals, my mental's presidential
 from the wild ghetto districts to the plush resedential
 Essential, would be the message that I send you
 I meant to, elevate at every venue
 Pops told me to pursue what is true, and nothing other
 And nowadays I pave the way for troops of my young brothers
 Necessary by all means, sort of like Malcolm
 Before it's too late; I create, the best outcome
 So I take this opportunity, yes to ruin the
 Devilish forces fuckin up my black community
 And we ain't doin no more interviews
 til we get paid out the frame, like motherfuckin Donahue
 We're taking over radio, and wack media
 Cause systematically they gettin greedier and greedier
 Conquering turfs with my ill organization
 Takin out the man while we scan the information
 You wanna rhyme you best to wait son
 You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share
 You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here
 Yeah... by my Robbin Hood Theory
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 Verse Three: Guru
 God is Universal, he is the Ruler Universal
 For those who can't follow that spells GURU when in my circle
 I see all sides of my culture...
 Design my thoughts like a sculpture
 And chumps they wanna get with me cause I'm another entity
 I'm sent to be, leadin the army of the century
 Mention me, and snakes will retreat, eventually...
 ... due to my Robbin Hood Theory
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