I'm a earth soldier.. we're here

We're here!

I'm here to umm announce that we're

taking names.. putting names on a list..

Thinking about.. what you dream about..

And also what.. you do with those dreams..



[sample of Common Sense repeats] "So much soul"



My life being held within the grasp of fate

Fingertips my ass, shackled to the hips in systematic racism

Facing caustic reefs spread across the concrete

I beat obstacles

Manufactured harass my soul and destiny

We three testaments to hope

(Even though the evil stole this motherfuckin misfit)



Copy referred upon as statistics

List it, test it, shit's burned

Analyzed by report cards, hard to live a life

when you're forced to.. 



UAHH, within the, PIPES of the system

Where as a vision with classism

which means the poor, die, while the rich live high



Taxing your ass I feel like SMACKING that ass

Live on CNN, simulacastin on BBC-1

Punk-ass, politicians gettin cracked with tomahawks

stocked, with my ancient feathers

Plunge you a leather rope, with each HIT

we symbolize hope



[sample of Common Sense repeats] "So much soul"



Give us our freedom back!  Better not.. fall!



[sample of Common Sense repeats] "So much soul"



Ante up on them mic skills, I'm waiting so patiently

For someone to impress besides the ones who reside

up in my home zone radius, maybe I'm biased but

I think we the highest shit, you could ever purchase

Not to put a price upon the surface cause it won't help

Compare us to a Hummer/space shuttle combination

Age twenty-four earth years, musical relation

reach plateaus of Fugee, without a concert free

Now that's me, destinies trailed without a roadmap

of hardships and mic grips, jealousy, you name it

Get bigger without lettin my ego volcano interrupt

My personality into realms of asshole, you know me

or just want to, it's all cool

As long as you come and put my baby through school

I mean really now, all and together now

Crews 'sposed to put they minds together and make albums sounds HYPE

Living Legends upLIFT the mic, and when the album drop

You know the shit will sound right.. right..

Cause it's so much soul.. cause it's so much soul..



[sample of Common Sense repeats] "So much soul"