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First Day of School

by SCS

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Chorus: S-Class is back First Day of School S-Class is back Richland Records S-Class is back S-Class now is in session Verse 1: Feelin’ elated so glad u made it S-Class is back this moment long-awaited Articulate with the wit and the gift to make it lit right quick so just sit right back And just marinate as thoughts elevate, these golden state phrases wise like some mages Rappers’ claims these days, yo they straight outrageous Recycling their rhymes like yellow pages Which is why for their kind I have no patience Like an MD straight outta med school Toting just a degree Believe u me that this CD from this MC Will prove to be a great one : wayne gretzky And I sincerely hope it packs a punch Other rappers elementary mom packs their lunch Chorus Verse 2: Before u go ahead and face your day Friendly reminder our nation’s in straight decay Greed and corruption have taken over Gamblin' with our futures like they playin’ poker Definitely not the time to sit on our hands Meanwhile rappers still yappin’ ‘bout rubber bands Perpetuatin’ ideals that are deleterious Poppin’ bottles in the VIP are u serious ? Cars, clothes and dough played-out subject matter Our nation's up in flames who cares ya dress dapper That’s why I’m bringin' hip hop with a purpose With contents inside that are hot like a thermos Using words (nouns and verbs) as battering rams Sour becomes sweet like raspberry jam Cuz the tides have gotta be reversed period Now scoot I don’t want ya ta miss the first period
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Verse 1: From HP to the Haight, Sunset to the Mission From greedy landlords to crooked politicians From Geneva Avenue to the Golden Gate Bridge Our city’s fast becoming a playground for the rich Utterly clueless to the city’s history or fabric Ask any local, the situation’s tragic Billionaires like Ron Conway all up in the mix How many square miles in the city, he said there were six Nah Ron there’s 49 just ask Santa Clara This techie takeover marks the end of an era Real people with roots steadily getting displaced At least now I can buy a ten dollar cupcake Nothing sweet, no matter how ya slice it If you’re not rich ya get the short end of the stick so “Hit the bricks quick, slick” is what they’re telling me A wicked two tiered system: elite & the peasantry Chorus: Double-double, toil & trouble The city burns, technology bubbles They’re ushering in new firms non-stop What happens when that bubbles goes pop (x2) Verse 2: An influx of tech bros in luxury condos Noses glued to cell phones guarded like ponchos Cold shoulder no courtesy to even say hello A techno hell hole devoid of any soul If u talk to me like I belong to a lower caste I’ll smash your demi-tasse right through your Google Glass Do yourself a fava and show some respect Lest when they see your face rest assured they’ll swipe left I’m blessed and not just gonna blame the techies As lotsa responsibility falls squarely on Ed Lee Who as an attorney after UC Berkeley Advocated affordable housing, oh the irony But he paced the path paved by Newsome and Slick Willy Repping big business not his constituency Then he dropped the ball like Cam in Super Bowl 50 Now he’s cheating on his wife sleeping with Airbnb Chorus Verse 3: The city’s housing being sold to the highest bidder This digital rush for gold apparently just glitter Capitalism uncontrolled as developers snicker Our city’s heart & soul is now cold & bitter If you can’t write code for Dropbox or Twitter Your time here’s borrowed and ya better consider A brand-new zip code, no more city slicker Maybe Kosovo, maybe something nearer Affordable rents nothing short of a thing of the past The middle class in the midst of a disappearing act On the fast-track if you will to becoming artifacts Need to find the escape route while being under attack Imperative we break this class line that divides us If not one day they’ll find us in the Academy of Science As our rich / poor gap widens it makes me wonder How our income inequality is on par with Rwanda Chorus
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Verse 1 (SCS): Is my vision impaired or are these walls closin' in My life once so bright but now the light’s getting dim Opposite a Mike Phelps the way I’m swimming in debt Vexed, perplexed, expect to bounce yet another check Dreamt a suicide doors, now pray suicide’s not the door I choose Denim ripped and faded maybe better pursue a career in the blues Greenpeace intern with all these monkeys on my back Anxiety attacks made me an Insomniac But the fact remains can’t keep a good man down Especially when said dude’s got his feet on the ground Nowhere to go but up once you hit rock bottom 8 million stories a failure frankly all too common Uncountable sums of money trickling up To the uber-elite where it often gets stuck But if I’m under duress best bet I’m gonna respond Collaborating with Cre8 from across the pond 
 Chorus (SCS, Cre8London): Don’t cry for me – striving for freedom climbing toward the apogee Don't cry for me – I can handle the heat raised up a few degrees Don't cry for me – love is free, love is my currency Don't cry for me – I don't wanna pay to breathe, they're trying to make us pay a fee Verse 2 (Cre8London): Had enough a living in the sewers Been saving up my money lookin' like I'm Jewish This feeling of helplessness got me feeling useless Last tool in the shed got me thinking stupid Thinking out the box electric cut off can't afford the light Can't afford the price, life what a morbid design A pyramid scheme makes one more rich And the bottom of the triangle the poorest I'm about to forfeit this game I can't afford it I’m twisted falling into the vortex Beef on the street gets cooked like raw flesh Was screaming for peace but all I see is more death I want to reach for the sky but I’m clutching the floor steps Knife wounds cut exposed in my Goretex My heart got broken by touching the thorn's edge Exorcised all my demons I'm training for core strength Chorus
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Chorus: Subsidies, tax breaks, loopholes, bailouts We gotta put a stop to these government handouts At the end of the day, yo we all gotta eat Not just big corporations and Wall Street (x2) Verse 1: Make no mistake, the playin’ field ain’t even Through corporate tax breaks, yup it’s thievin’ season Big Pharma, Big Banks, yeah they’re all on the dole And let’s not forget about Oil, Gas and Coal Hedge Fund managers and Agro Business As Taxpayers, yes, we all bear witness To our hard-earned dollars straight footin' their bill Man this corporate welfare scam is just so ill Jobs get outsourced, less dough for schools and roads as lawyers and lobbyists rewrite the tax code Protecting trillions in tax havens overseas Corporatocracy is a straight disease That we gotta cut off straight at the root We can’t just sit by idly while they continue to loot Our nation’s coffers we can all be the author Of a new chapter and avert disaster Chorus Verse 2: The Wall Street Bailout was beyond deceitful Flat-out robbery of the American people Original price-tag: 700 billion Actual bailout cost: 16 trillion Congress members threatened with Marshal Law Told if they didn’t pass the bill, the sky would fall B of A, Goldman Sachs amd JP Morgan Chase The American people had to pay for their mistakes And to top it off the banks didn’t even show remorse Execs got bonuses, a real tour de force More like tour de farce if you ask me Morally bankrupt backstabbing depravity But to rise up we have the capacity If not legislators’ll keep livin’ lavishly DC’s corruption we gotta clean it out Cuz right now the fox is guarding the hen house Chorus Verse 3: Boeing, Alcoa, Intel and Dow Chemical Get subsidized at state, local and federal levels Corporations used to give thirty percent In federal revenue, now it’s less than ten Oligarchy, where we act as the prey While wealthy elites simply have their way Drafting legislation and getting it passed Laughin’ all the way to the bank But this ain't on the newscast Cuz mass media’s owned by corporate giants too Comcast, CBS, Disney – three of the few Then Viacom, Fox and Time Warner There’s three more to round out the order So don’t be expectin' too many fresh perspectives As their puppets all have their directives To be protective and to keep the real truth hidden from us: the greater collective Chorus
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Rory 03:30
Verse 1: No matter how dismal at times thing may seem You’re gonna have to navigate your way downstream Or upstream as the case may be Overcoming plenty of obstacles & difficulties But the greater the challenge the greater the glory So listen up while up while I break down a little story Happened to a good friend of mine, call him Rory Member of the “down on his luck” category Now in Rory’s life the light was looking dim Felt like the world’s cards were stacked against him Lost his job, bills stacked up, Lost his car, close friend shot Lost his kids, Lost his wife Couldn’t handle anymore, thought he’d take his own life But before partaking in that fatal mistake He assessed the situation and pumped the breaks Made the choice to confront his problems head on And he just managed to quadruple his income Wife ’n’ kids are back and his friend held on I guess it’s always darkest right before dawn Chorus: Breathing, needing to escape the mire Seeking with meaning, seizing the fire Believing, achieving, reaching higher Unleashing your talent to the world entire (x2) Verse 2: When the going gets tough the tough get going If life was Easy Street then ya wouldn’t be growing Experiences incomplete then they wouldn’t be molding Keep pushin’ to the beat and soon you’ll be floatin’ Knowing that the dues paid made you Noting that the dreams you had came true Knowledge and wisdom comprise your worldview And any doubters you can just show them to The door, la sortie, la salida Word is bond – Iceland to Ibiza You’re a keeper of the faith yeah a self-leader Confident yet with a humble demeanor Two qualities worthy of admiration And together they form a lethal combination Cuz sometimes the sum’s greater than its parts And when you make it they’ll say I knew that kid had heart Chorus
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Chorus: Let’s connect Sick a sendin’ text after text Let’s connect Got no time for special effects Let’s connect Whether in Qatar or Quebec Let’s connect A better future we can architect (x2) Verse 1 (SCS): There’s no question that you live life little If you spend all your time staring at pixels In other words you’re living trife If all you’re worried about is Instagram and Facebook likes Man, socially we’ve clearly regressed It’s like attending a black tie dressed in sweats So let’s not obsess on virtual identities Better to spend quality time with our friends and families Our outside world infinitely complex Wading in ones and zeroes, I quickly get vexed Cuz when you crunch the numbers it’s insane The time spent on TV, social media, video games There’s a world a wonder waitin’ outside So why would I wanna watch paint dry and let time slide Inside ’n' wallow in retrospect Mejor to meet up in the real world let’s connect Chorus Verse 2 (SJay): They say the future connects But I been feelin’ so alone We used to live life on earth but now we livin’ on our phone And I ain’t here to judge bro, I’m in the same zone For the one who never sinned should throw the first stone The one who never sinned should carry on on his own Cuz we all ain’t perfect But we can change man it’s worth it About time we say no to the inner serpent Cuz we losin’ touch of genuine connection So many social medias that I can’t even mention And I’m not sayin’ that they’re good for nothin’ All I’m saying is there’s more to talk than just to push a button Cuz you gotta realize, outside is where your life lies A lot of us stay plugged and then our life dies You say you ain’t addicted, you been lied to Cuz when your phone dies, my brother, you know that you died too Chorus
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Verse 1: As a free lunch, well baby there ain’t no such thing You gotta immerse yourself scuba, this ain’t no snorkeling It’s not your first time at the rodeo, you're on the upswing And you've never been the type to say things you don’t mean You’re the real deal – you’re who you claim to be Absolutely no ifs, ands or B-U-Ts No time for the F to the A, K to the Es Honing in, altering course by just a few degrees It’s like on life you got a brand new lease True definition what the game’s missing That said you can’t afford to get caught drifting As time is of the essence yes the plot’s thickening And yes it’s obvious the clock is ticking The very thought of hitting snooze to you it is sickening Pure perservering proof is in the puddin’ Ask Nas it was written that you are winnin’ Chorus: Bringin’ your best effort every single day On the path to success there's just no easy way You gotta give it all you got till you got nothing to left to give Find your passion, build your strengths, accentuate the positives (x2) Verse 2: A meticulous manuscript in your mind’s eye I confide my my – how high you’ll fly You're ascending to never-before explored heights To tally your triumphs they’ll need more scoreboard lights A mighty fright for detractors tell ‘em night night You’re quite right at Zeitgeist take a slight right Pretty soon they’ll find themselves embark onto Mission Lord only knows why they’d wanna be your opposition Cuz tryin’ to test you they don’t stand a chance Take ‘em to Colma, Lucky Chance Undertake ‘em to Colma, ceremonial dance Remember dark magic don’t work round here – necromance It’s your life, your goals and your aspirations Makin' sure you follow through, the one stipulation This track is here for you if you need affirmation Altitude acclimation, upwards migration Chorus Verse 3: Ya can’t just sit there and wallow in fear Start at your goal and reverse-engineer Ya really want it that bad you’ll surely get there Enduring ups & downs no mal de mer Stashin’ cash real fast for the next fiscal year Advance reservations for the stratosphere And I’m not talking about the Las Vegas attraction The layer above the troposphere can you imagine Vast victories that you’ll surely achieve In yourself as you know, you gotta believe But need to be pragmatic with a plan of action Executecutable in stages without a distraction Also helps to have a laser-like focus Don't roulette table on us and wish on hocus pocus With a strong work ethic and planning in advance Your success is guaranteed, you’ll leave nothing to chance Chorus
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Verse 1: It was November 22nd, 1910 At a New Jersey train station in Hoboken Seven powerful men took a journey in stealth Representing a whopping quarter of the whole world’s wealth They headed southbound in their own railway car A thousand miles down the coast – those days pretty far To Jekyll Island right off the Georgian State Their destination: the JP Morgan Estate Not even their servants were to know their identities This nefarious affair shrouded in secrecy One of their ringleaders was Senator Aldrich Powerful Wall Street ties, the Republican Whip He had Tons of Investments with JP Morgan But his son-in-law had Rockefeller origins Rival banking families, they sure were quite clever Decided to make more money they were gonna band together Chorus: Listen to the story of the Federal Reserve How the world’s richest men kicked us all to the curb They met secretly to form a banking cartel And effectively told us we could all go to hell To money and power these men were all addicted Pulled off the biggest heist that's ever been committed That’s why we gotta, share and spread this message And salvage what’s left of our financial wreckage Verse 2: But Senator Aldrich wasn’t the only man on the mission No he had six other men there along with him The Assistant Secretary of the Treasury was there too His name Abraham Piatt Andrew Henry Davidson and Charles Norton joined them Oh and Benjamin Strong – all at the behest of JP Morgan A William Rockefeller rep is next on the list President of National City Bank: Frank Vanderlip He’s a key reason why we know what happened now As he was the one who wrote almost everything down So add him in and our total is six Now let me think, who else did I miss Well without him this whole quest woulda been absurd As he masterminded the theft: Paul Warburg A European fellow who seemed kind of mild Representing his powerful family and the Rothschilds Chorus Verse 3: No question whatsoever that these thieves were bold To summarize their secret meeting, it had five goals The first one pondered by this ill think-tank Was to curb competition from the newer banks Next was form an entity – notice rules bending That could create money from nothing for the purpose of lending Beyond unscrupulous truth be told Zero wish to fully back their money with gold Number three: consolidate their reserves and funds And protect themselves from currency drains and bank runs Goal 4 how to maximize profits Get taxpayers to pay for their inevitable losses As one of the core truths of their base crime They could never repay all their clients at the same time A Ponzi Scheme you could easily dub it Last goal: convince Congress they were protecting the public Chorus
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Chorus: Whatever happened to being man’s best friend? How did pit bulls get odds stacked against them? Victimized by the media’s sensation With misinformation, lies, mischaracterization Verse 1: Now for those of you still really stressin' Perk your ears up I got a history lesson Bulldogs and Terriers were bred in England Brought here to protect livestock, women and children Friendly, brave, hardworking and loyal They played an integral role on American soil One famous pit was Sergeant Stubby World War I hero, Army 103rd Infantry Back then not frowned upon for heredity But adored by top people of the day – scholars, celebrities Fast-forward to today and the breed’s much maligned Despite themselves being victims of malicious crimes Nevertheless they prove themselves to be trusted Look at the success story of Jonny Justice A tough luck pup picked up from Michael Vick He inspires kids to read and helps the terminally sick Chorus Verse 2: The second verse is here to debunk some lies The lame-stream media loves to editorialize First myth is that pits have locking jaws That logic’s filled with mad shocking flaws In any veterinary journal, you can easily read No such thing as jaw locking in any breed Second myth pits' bites are strong as sharks or gators Whoever invented that’s a real fabricator ‘Cause science actually has quantified the movement Their bites are only twice as strong as humans Third myth is that they’re bred to be vicious toward people You can see through that lie like the eye of a needle ‘Cause as a person you’re hardly in danger It’s why they’re bad guard dogs, they’re friendly to strangers Fourth fable defends foul acts of ear cropping Cruelly cutting up these four breeds – like tail docking Chorus Verse 3: There’s more ignorance that’s sweeping 'round the nation It’s total BS: Breed Specific Legislation Targeting dogs for just appearing like the breed Makes me wanna knock politicians out - Apollo Creed What’s wrong with BSL, there’s a laundry list Costly, ineffective, unethical – what else did I miss Raising your pup up, training with great conviction But since she looks like a pit, then you face eviction Or she’s back in the yard for a little play session Cops can shoot her in the head simply claiming aggression The madness doesn’t even come close to stoppin' there Estimates: a million pits are put down each year You don’t have to be a math whiz to understand Those numbers are ridiculously out of hand So let’s all make sure we don't continue to fail And keep playin' out this god awful betrayal Chorus
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Verse 1: The fact of tha matter is we all got our own ambitions Some electricians others musicians Some beauticians still others physicians While some like to cook food that’s delicious So if any pill comes up n tries t'impose their will Just ignore ‘em or use these words to make ‘em stop still Did u say something or am I dreaming Last time I checked I'm an autonomous being What’d it be like if we were all cut from the same cloth An enormous snorefest make me wanna doze off,, Imagine if everyone wanted to do the same thing One word comes to mind: boring Astound ‘em by being able ta stand your ground Show ‘em u didn’t just come here to mess around Ya only got one body rotatin’ round the sun It’s a losing proposition to try and please everyone Chorus: Pay ‘em no mind – don’t pay ‘em any mind Pay ‘em no mind – don’t pay ‘em any mind They wanna tell you who to be – pay ‘em no mind They wanna tell you what to feel – pay em no mind Pay ‘em no mind – don’t pay ‘em any mind Pay ‘em no mind – don’t pay ‘em any mind They wanna tell you who to be – pay ‘em no mind Rest assured you’ll get yours – in due time Verse 2: Couldn’t speak till 4 or read till 7 Expelled from school but went on to teach lessons Labeled handicapped but later won the Nobel Prize You may of heard of him: Albert Einstein “Too stupid to learn anything,” they told another A thousand failures, didn’t throw hope in the gutter Fired a couple times for being unproductive Thomas Edison needs no introduction Next was told he couldn’t speak or read That he better wash dishes, insults malicious Went on to star in Hollywood and Broadway I’m talking about Sir Sidney Poitier This one wasn’t recognized in her lifetime Introverted recluse, liked to use slant rhyme Wrote eighteen hundred poems, less than a dozen got published Emily Dickinson, the legendary poet Chorus Verse 3: Opinions are like noses, everybody’s got one Dreams are like diamonds, very few find ‘em The whole world’ll gladly tell you what u should do But the only one whose view really matters is you See yourself playin’ in front of an away crowd All that noise you gotta drown it out Heed your inner-voice and your inner-voice only Best to act boldly to find your way to the trophy See yourself succeeding in your mind With your passion and purpose gotta get aligned A few steps down your path and I'll bet you’ll find That heaven and earth start to intertwine Precisely why you should keep your head to the sky While others act petty – junior high With your belief in self and seeing it through There’s no telling you how much you can do Chorus
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Heart > Mind 03:24
Chorus: Infinite Divine never-ending design The boundless spirit knows no confines Yes the mind’s on time, but the heart is stronger A paradigm shift can’t wait much longer (x2) Verse 1: As we first start growing from our original sphere Our heart is the very first organ to appear But Western thought’s proceeded ta drag it through the mud As they taught us in school its only job’s to pump blood Ancient civilizations they knew much better Of our entire being they knew it was the center A place of peace and harmony, divine connection Had its own intelligence provided protection Egyptian afterlife territories uncharted Pharaoh’s hearts were guarded but their brains discarded Yeah after death the mind succumbed to the knife Staying centered in their hearts was their key to life Now we’re just starting to understand why Uncovering its true power, tryin' to clarify How it is for so long it’s played second fiddle Perhaps returning to our hearts can solve our present riddle Chorus Verse 2: With more gold than strewn across the whole earth Understanding our heart’s paramount to our worth In a quest for wisdom, it’ll quench your thirst Don’t know which way to go, you can look within first Accessing its faculties may at first seem elusive But the heart and the mind aren’t mutually exclusive In fact they do very well complement one another The brain can be thought of as the heart's little brother One way communication's a false assumption The two can vastly improve each other’s function Latter lending the former mental tranquility Cognitive abilities. emotional stability So what’s this gotta do with the bigger picture? If we don’t figure this out earth might evict us A mind-only mentality’s filled with fallacy Heart’s here to help species survival strategy Chorus
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Verse 1: Our government pays private companies To design build and run correctional facilities Can someone please tell me this is all a bad dream Where government guarantees fulfill this obscene scheme A per prisoner price attached to every head Stipulates that they'll try and fill every single bed The more people in jail, the more money they gain Directly profiteering off of human pain So where do they come from – these foul corporate thugs Well the 1980s saw the war on drugs Our prison system it was strained in due course So what did we do – well we chose to outsource Not just medical and food – the entire operation Of our slammers led to privatization Incarcerate more to increase revenue It’s modern day slavery – deja vu Hook: Prison-for-profit – such a twisted game Bodies for dollars – that’s how it’s played Modern days thugs – wearin' suits and ties Out to lock up more people and watch their profits rise (x2) Verse 2: Not gonna name names, oh wow yes I will Cuz we need to know who receives these wicked deals Corrections Corporation of America They’re the private prison market leader GEO Group – company number 2 Human suffering specialists, yup that’s what they do 3’s Community Education Center I bet you anything you couldn’t invent a More ironic name – how ‘bout the house of pain Simple and plain things will never be the same When a body in a cell’s equivalent to a sale More earnings per share, yup that’s what it entails And their lobbying groups push for tougher laws To ensure more Americans stay behind bars Not only lobby for laws – hell, they write ‘em too Documented dealings with the ALEC Group Chorus Verse 3: If the preceding’s made ya feel ill-at-ease Then ya don’t want wanna know how they treat detainees Get ‘em in, lock ‘em up like they’re commodities Incentived to try and throw away the key Families they’re missin’ with no pot to piss in No health care and no nutrition Even the most basic human rights get denied People dehumanized ta make profits sky high The water’s green too bad you’re thirsty And by the way you got no right to an attorney Here’s some rancid meat – hey how’s that taste? For dessert a guard’ll punch you in the face Or how bout confinement for some alone time The punishment doesn’t fit the purported crime What did they do to deserve such imprisonment Did you forget we too descended from immigrants? Chorus
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Verse 1 (SCS): A nation divided against itself can’t stand Frustration the situation’s gotten so outta hand Can’t continue to be conned by duplicitous behavior While a traitor like Trump touts himself as our savior So let’s dump the chump and quit hating on Mexicans Or jumpin’ to conclusions based on someone’s melanin We’re sisters and brothers of different hues and colors Appreciating one another’s roots and cultures We can ill-afford to resort to in-fighting People uniting so much more exciting Can’t coexist in asynchronous dissonance Collaborating cross-cultures possibilities limitless Stress or good behavior, success or failure Now more than ever, the future we can tailor The time’s come to graduate spiritual pre-school Let’s learn to live together or we’ll perish as fools! Chorus (SCS, Khafre Jay, N-Depth): Martin Luther King, yeah he had a dream And today’s problems require we work as a team With trust, unity, strength and compassion Love another’s culture, big up interaction (x2) Verse 2 (Khafre Jay): I’m from Hunters Point, it ain’t no meltin’ pot, to each they own Respect is shown grown from differences Flowin’ through our sentences Apprentices of common sense to value each and every one That ish is grimey but the streets can teach a veteran to walk it kindly To seek and preach to reach behind me To get helpin’ little kiddies in cities to speak it blindly I tell ‘em ‘bout the powers that’ll separate the people, put the brown on the bottom, pass laws to make it legal They’ll have you hate your own people if you let ‘em My image’ll be the weapon to get children regressin’ Now we lookin’ down on people and oppression Love the oppressor ‘cause all this money keeps us fresher Brothers is dying ‘cause all they want is us on some stretchers So they can prove to others how they said that brown was lesser Yeah, we come together give a voice to the cause Stompin’ down supremacy and these fake-*** laws – it’s time to go Chorus Verse 3 (N-Depth): Picture me younger, me and my mother on the MUNI bus Everybody starin’ and lookin’ up in disgust It was like somebody farted and didn’t know who it was My mother convinced me that there was beauty in us Made it to the back, it was 100 percent black In fact we didn’t feel like we were bein’ under attack With my school books over my lap, I had a chance to observe and react Asian and Caucasian and then us in the back So now I learned my people’s place in the world and on the map Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King, Jr. it’s a wrap It’s a trap – just like Return of the Jedi Everybody clap for the U-N-I-T-Y Yes the odds are stacked up and you will not see why Unless you stop the hate in your heart and learn to be kind Kickin’ it with the homies S-Class and Khafre This is a sip of that real, next glass is on me Chorus
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Nestle 04:35
Chorus: Never-ending suffering time limit’s exceeded The jig’s up let's eject these evil elitists Vile child labor – water levels depleted Babies dying, yet management's conceited (x2) Verse 1: Analyzing Nestle, where to begin? The sinister Swiss multinational giant Water a necessity we can’t do without Extracting California's supply despite our drought Sucking seven hundred five million gallons a year Regardin' scarcity, they couldn’t be more cavalier Siphoning San Bernadino and selling outta state Even though their permit expired back in ’88! They're wicked with our water beyond the Golden State As they’re hurting our friends who live by the Great Lakes Drying’ up Lake Michigan 200 gallons a minute While poison’s purveyed to the citizens a Flint Peter Brabeck – the human parasite Their chairman said water’s not a universal right Financially vested to try and cause a collapse Create a waterless future straight outta Mad Max Chorus Verse 2: Another area where they’re causing’ mass misery Is in chocolate – a hundred billion dollar industry Kids wield machetes to crack open cocoa pods Sometimes 100 hour weeks – working like dogs West Africa's where this child labor is mined With over 2 million kids in Ghana and Cote d’Ivoire combined Hazardous work in the sun on the savanna Some say youngsters like the work – are you bananas? Hauling heavy bags and burning the fields No time to go to school just working for meals Hernias, back pain with cuts and scars Toiling away for the board and Nestle’s corporate czar Some sold as slaves in neighboring countries Human trafficking – ain’t nothin’ funny Hersheys, Mars, Cadbury also counting profits While most a these kids never even tasted chocolate Chorus Verse 3: Feed their formula for free to babies in hospitals Until their reliance on it’s virtually biological And when the mom ’n' baby go home they get bad news The price for substitute – it's through the roof The baby now malnourished ‘cause they can’t afford it Even if it survives then its growth’ll be thwarted Thousands a infants sans breastmilk’ll die today While Nestle execs just look the other way Baby corpses on their hands – no problem, fine As long as it doesn’t affect their bottom line Nestle’s track record – nothing short of destitute When it comes to their marketing breastfeeding subsitutes Mix the formula with H20 for preparation But water’s often subjected to contamination Their sadistic sales model now in full throttle As mom’s gotta buy the water in Nestle’s plastic bottles Chorus

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