Lyrics:

Y''all know what my purpose isI spit verses that lift curses off my dead president worshipersBack where the surface is gangsters and murderersMaking money made us mercilessIt''s the birth of the streets it''s over they saidRappers crossed over they deadI spit my verse with technique till they know when they ledgeFirst to compete then I''m over their headsHe too lyrical and too subliminalEvery day from spiritual too criminalIt''s a message in the bottle open itIt''s a lesson in survival cope with itIt don''t make sense to die for the root of evilIt get too cerebral when that don''t seem lethalEither way is hell I can''t save the worldBut I can show them how to save themselvesFrom the?Evil things that people do, sometimes, legal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don''t think that we can lose, sometimesCall it , it''s the root of evil we the proof, some times it''s a plea from me to uI seen through the eyes of the prophetsKing tutankhamunAnd Martins and MalcolmsAnd Elijah MohamedsWise with knowledgePaid in full interest aside in the pocketsJust rise with the topicsRise economics I show you that time is more valuable than them diamonds in your watchesU grind where the block is you die for those dollarsPlus work for them too you know right where wallet isThugs is pitchin chicks is in the club strippingFlippin drugs and pimpin'' hood is flood of grippinLatin kings and black guerillas governmentsIn fact hopng we don''t go at these go at these cracker killersIt sound like a set up and we the victimsOne out of a million will beat the systemHere and wish for flippin brinks is over withTake your chips and go legitFrom the?Evil things that people do, sometimes, illegal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don''t think that we can lose, sometimesCall it , it''s the root of evil we the proof, some times it''s a plea from me to uTo my g''s on the block that do what they gotta doDon''t get me wrong I don''t judge I''m not knockin'' youGuess that''s what not having a job will doPeople starving gotta get their dollars tooGet that prop at night it''s a lot of strifeMy advice is don''t get blinded by the lightsDrug money and blood money got a price6 feet under or 25 to lifeDo the crime and you might do the time you served itWhat it''s worth when you do a crime and get murderedTime is precious it''s time we earnedIts time to questioned your grind isn''t workingIt''s time that we changed the gameWe been waitin for change and exchangeWhy play with death play it safe mommaAnd do your best to stay awayFrom the?