cartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planet
 last seen in pursuit of an American dream
 this fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moon
 blasting DMX off the soundtrack of a South Park cartoon
 niggas used to buy their families out of slavery
 now we buy chains and links, smokes and drinks
 they're paying me to record this, even more if you hear it
 somebody tell me what you think I should do with the money
 yes, friend tell me what you think I should do with the money
 exactly how much is it gonna cost to free Mumia?
 what's he gonna do with his freedom? talk on the radio?
 radio programming is just that - a brainwashin' gleamed of purpose
 to be honest, some freedom of speech makes me nervous
 and you looking for another martyr in the form of a man
 hair like a mane with an outstretched hand
 in a roar of hearts, thoughts, reactionary defensiveness and counter
 intelligence
 what exactly is innocence?
 fuck it, I do believe in the existence of police brutality
 who do I make checks payable to?
 a young child stares at a glowing screen transfixed by tales of violence
 his teenage father tells him that that's life, not that Barney shit
 a purple dinosaur that speaks of love, a black man that speaks of blood
 which one is keeping it real, son?
 who manufactured your steel, son?
 hardcore, ancient elements at the earth's core
 fuck it, I'mma keep speaking 'til my throats sore
 an emcee told a crowd of hundreds to put their hands in the air
 an armed robber stepped to a bank and told everyone to put their hands in
 the air
 a Christian minister gives his benediction while the congregation hold
 their hands in the air
 love the image of the happy Buddha with his hands in the air
 hands up and feel confused, define tomorrow
 your belief system ain't louder than my car system
 nigga walked down my block with his rotwiler, a subwoofer on a leash
 each one teach one
 the DJ spins a new philosophy into a barren mind
 I can't front on it
 my head nods as if to clear the last image from an etch-a-sketch
 something like Rakim said- I could quote any emcee, but why should I?
 how would it benefit me? karmic repercussions
 are your tales of reality worth their sonic laced discussions?
 suddenly, the ground shivers and quakes
 a newborn startles and wakes
 her mother rushes to her bed side to hold her to her breast
 milk of sustenance heals and nourishes
 from the depths of creation life still flourishes
 yet we focus on death and destruction, violence, corruption
 my people, let pharaoh go
 what have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?
 what have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?
 what have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?

 (spoken)
 how much it gonna cost to buy you out of my mind?
 penny for a thought, y'all niggas is half steppin' wastin' my time
 please, nigga what? you talkin to me?
 please baby, baby, baby can I borrow - can i borrow a nickle, a dime, and
 that quarter
 penny for a thought, penny for a thought
 how much will it cost to buy you out of buyin' into a reality that
 originally bought you?
 dime a dozen, y'all niggas a dime a dozen
 penny for a thought, nigga, c'mon, penny for a thought
 think fast, think fast, c'mon, time is money

 time is money, money is time
 so i keep 7 o'clock in the bank and gain interest in the hour of God
 I'm saving to buy my freedom, God, grant me wings, I'm too fly not to fly
 I soared further past humans without wings so I soar
 and fine tickling the feathers of my wings
 flying hysterically, over land numerically
 I am seven mountains higher than the valley of death

 Seven mountains higher than the valley of death
 Seven dimensions deeper than dimensions of breath
 (x12, gradually mixed out)

 we're performing an exorcism on all this keep it real-ism
 violence, sensationalism
 in the name of the hip hop that nurtured me, cultured me
 we are ordering all evil entities to exit this body, leave this body
 in the name of microphone fiends and a young boy's b-boy dreams
 we draw you to leave this body, leave this body
 all evil entities, all wannabe emcees
 decoys, decoys, send in the true b-boys
 the true b-boys be men, motherfuckers
 be men in the name of Scott La Rock
 in the name of T-La Rock
 motherfuckers don't remember how to do the reeboks
 walk, hop, I told you to leave this body
 leave this body, leave this body
 I told you to leave this body
 leave this body, leave this body
 motherfuckers must think I'm crazy
 shit, I think y'all motherfuckers is crazy
 I want my fuckin' MTV
 penny for a thought, nigga, penny for a thought
 what the fuck have you bought into