Yo what up

It seems to me a lotta people are goin out the wrong way

It's like we're working backwards

It's sort of a regression instead of a progression, know what I mean?

Any time little kids is gettin hurt up caught in the crossfire of a drug war

Something got to happen, something got to be changed

So what I want you to do is listen to the music, enjoy the flavor

Word

I'm 'bout to say a little something



(The substance of the dream is expressed in these profound words)





In these day and times two things come to mind

How you're gonna get fly and how you're gonna get by

For romance you need cash, that's the latest thing

Along with funky gold, amazon earrings

My poor mama don't understand

Why he's out there sellin caine out of soda cans

But yo, the way we're livin now is deep

And you ain't the shot unless you drive a jeep

Or some other fresh automobile

Fat gold dinky strapped with blue steel

And if you ain't then you're considered a nut

Without the slightest idea which way is up

Check it out, I'm just glad to be doin this

The call me ES, the incredible dope stylist

And I'm a do do it like mountain dew

Givin you my personal point of view

This whole world needs to grow some

And try to understand the plight of a common man

Check yourself before you wreck yourself

Let the madness cease

And like increase the peace



(Wanted to talk frank, down to earth in a language that everybody here can easily understand)





(The substance of the dream is expressed in these profound words)





It's pleasure beyond measure that be puttin kids dee with crime

Chill their will and cold mangle your mind

Now you know they ain't want freedom to ring on the real

Rolled on us with prejudice and cold got I'll

But still we burned and yearned to learn the lesson

Stopped all the fessin and bumrushed oppression

Strong on the song cause the beat ain't weak

The man flexed my brother for the courage to speak

Son killed by the father and daughter by the mother

Taken under by the same cat you swore was your brother

Now I'm askin you, where you gonna run to?

Do you even know where you're goin to?

Or are you more concerned with just goin for self?

To hell with everyone else

But that's just what we're tryin to fight

Don't break out, unite and try to make things right

Unity throughout community is what I be tryin to see

Leavin us free to be you and me

Dope or wack, we must react

Or negative'll take us hostage and dilute the message

And just as I'm here like rockin the mic

You know that two wrongs never makin a right

So I'm a release inside the music beast

Let the hate decrease and like increase the peace





I see I have to be a little more relevant

Come clearer, but things are present

We take life as one big social event

But it's not, especially since we're in tryin times

Fightin to preserve the teenage mind

Now I don't wanna dwell on this, but be an activist

Rock some English for the musical expressionists

Malcolm and Martin got stopped but kept startin

Physically they were dimmed, the words kept sparkin

Now I get destroyed for weeks and weeks

Let the madness cease and yo (increase the peace)



On the extra-strength

Tha's all you gotta do

If you clockin more than somebody else, it don't mean nothin -

I mean everybody got to learn to be cool

Money gon' come to you

What you want, you gon' get as long as you go about it the right way

Killin and illin ain't right, you got to be chillin

So on behalf of 3-D and everybody that's down with this message

Aslaam alaikum