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I go to flicks for them heroes,
So movie rappers who flip scripts like dinero,
Get no play up in my earlobes,
All for pursuit of dough,
Can't knock the hustle, but tussle for the soul,
Leaving them streets out of control,
1 in 4 drop out before the 9 th grade,
Then hearing night raids,
Can't read the rights, so now they penile slaves,
We been in state of recession,
I pass out of flyers with mathematics,
So food of thought like a lean become a habit,
Guerilla tactics to reach the masses,
Killing over other people's land
That cake don't make you man,
Our people dying crossing desert sands,
And pissie projects halls,
It's all the same; feel like a final callâ¦
Genocide or Standardized, Physical or Mental,
They kill you slow,
Or make your whole life miserable,
But it's never too late to say you had enough,
No it's never too late to say you had enoughâ¦
You got a choice to make a better way,
Being tough don't mean a brighter day,
Sometimes no is what you need say,
Don't turn the other cheek, but don't used the heat,
You knuckle up, if it's really time for that beef,
But most times, its really bout the truth,
If you wrong, just keep it real,
If you right, then tell'em how you feel,
Meet in the middle for a common cause,
Being grown is knowing how to talk,
And when its best to just take a walk,
Ain't shame in saying that you cool,
Or you ain't feeling dude,
Or you had enough of this abuse,
Your futures up to you,
Not up to no one else,
The best thing in life,
Is having love for yourself,
Genocide or Standardized, Physical or Mental,
They kill you slow,
Or make your whole life miserable,
But it's never too late to say you had enough,
No it's never too late to say you had enoughâ¦