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All B.s. Aside, It All Comes Down To... We Got To Survive. I Mean, Even Warriors Put Their Spears Down On Sundays. We Got To Survive Here In This Country... 'cause I'm Not Going Back To Africa. We Got To Survive Here. And For Us To Survive Here-white Folks, Black Folks, Korean Folks, Mexican Folks, Puerto Ricans-we Got To Understand Each Other.

No Matter What These People Say About Me, My Music Doesn't Glorify Any Image. My Music Is Spiritual When You Listen To It. It's All About Emotion, I Tell My Innermost, Darkest Secrets.

Real Eyes, Realize, Real Lies.

Instead Of War On Poverty, They Got A War On Drugs So The Police Can Bother Me.

When Your Hero Falls From Grace, All Fairy Tales Are Uncovered Myth Exposed And Pain Magnified, The Grace Pays Uncovered He Told Me To Be Strong, But I Confused To See It So Weak You Say Never To Give Up, And It Hurts To See What Comes To Be When Your Hero Falls Soley The Stars, And So Does The Reception Of Tomorrow Without My Hero, Theres Only Me Alone, To Deal With My Sorrow Your Heart Ceases To Work, And Your Soul Is Not Happy At All What Are You Expected To Do, When Your Only Hero Falls