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No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes
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'Cause we're living in the last times...
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They wanna go to war more wars to come
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But most of us fight more wars than one
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Discrimination in the racial nation
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While they destroy our strong foundation
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Nature's balance is way off balance
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They tip the scale now it's no more silence
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The hole in the ozone layer is outta control
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But they wanna fight for more oil and gold
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Unemployment, I got laid off
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The streets is the last resorts to get paid off
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For more, more mint, no doe for rent
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I gotta shed blood to make a red cent
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Maybe I should ask the president
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Somebody give me the president
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But he don't want to hear it, it's out of the question
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'Cause in my section it's worse than recession
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So I go to a rich neighborhood and play Robin Hood
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Take from the bad and give to the good
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First I go to Bensonhurst, steal a Benz, snatch a purse
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Pick up my friends, that's when it gets worse
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'Cause I need government and they need government
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Alot of mint spent, now I gotta pay rent
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Who makes the most dead presidents in the projects
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You're gonna get robbed and wrecked
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I parked up the block to plot on a kid that made a knot
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Let's get him for all he got
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I approached him slow like I was a basehead
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Put the fo-fifth to his face and said
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You see those kids over there wit the hoods
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Walk to them real slow and give them the goods
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First the gun and the doe and crush the jumbos
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One false move and no one knows
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'Cause I got a silencer to hush the bust
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And I'm in a rush, so hush the fuss
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Plus the poison you fed will no longer spread
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You good as dead, I'm a fill your head wit lead
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That's when I pushed him into his building
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To murder him ...but I remember the children...
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chorus:
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We gotta teach the children everyday, keep a song
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Show them the light, teach them right from wrong
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Make some sense so they can carry on
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Teach the children
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We gotta teach the children so that they can sing along
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Understand the words in this song
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Can't be done when we're gone, so..."
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Teach the children ,save the nation
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I see the destruction, the situation
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They're corrupt, and their time's up soon
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But they'll blow it up and prepare life on the moon
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Sounds like Total Recall
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But who gotta spaceship, you get it, we fall
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So hope for the best and expect the worst
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The end is near and it's U-N-I verse...
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The one's that interfere wit nature
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Labeled you limited and underrate ya,
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His plans over rule when he separates ya
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Now it's U-N-I verse, the one that hates ya
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So we gotta let them know, we're hip to the script
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Change the skit, or we're about to flip
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'Cause we want access to happiness
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Livin' the good life and much success
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Equal opportunity
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Self awareness and unity
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Education, the kids need a sculpture
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Teach them the abacus and their culture...
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And that'll help stop the robbing, raping and killing
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Poison neighborhoods are illing
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But they import more keys from across seas
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A drug disease hits the streets wit ease
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So keep on building.... 'cause we gotta keep building
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Till the answers are filled in
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And make sure you don't stop till then...
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And if you do, remember the children!
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Teach The Children
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Eric B. & Rakim |