Tytuł: Robbin Hood theory

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   Peace Brother Elijah
  Hey peace Guru, how you doin?
  I'm maintainin
  Just been thinkin though man
  about the situation for today's youth man, the seeds man
  What's your opinion on that?
  Mmm that's strange I was thinkin the same thing
  Somethin I read in the holy Qu'ran how it says
  "Has thou seen him who belies religion?
  That is one who is rough, to the orphan."
  And no matter what we say our religion is
  whether it's Islam, Christianity
  Juddaism, Buddha-ism, Old School-ism or New School-ism
  If we're not schooling the youth WITH wisdom
  then the sins of the father will visit the children
  And that's not keepin it real...
  that's keepin it -- WRONG
  
  Chorus: Guru
  
  Now that we're gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back
  For the youth is the future no doubt that's right and exact
  Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers power
  And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
  This world is ours, that's why the demons are leary
  It's our inheritance; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood Theory
  
  Verse One: Guru
  
  I seek Sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one
  At least one must flow and show the structure, of freedom
  It's me Dunn, cause petty things we don't need 'em
  Let's focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them
  They innocent, they know not what they face
  while politicians save face genius minds lay to waste
  If I wasn't kickin rhymes I'd be kickin down doors
  Creatin social change and defendin the poor
  The God's always been militant, and ready for war
  We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers
  But first where's the safe at? Let's make em show us
  and tell em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us
  We bringin it back, around the way to our peeps
  Cause times are way too deep, we know the Code of the Streets
  Meet your defeat; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... my Robbin Hood Theory
  
  Verse Two: Guru
  
  I floss my rhymes like dentals, my mental's presidential
  from the wild ghetto districts to the plush resedential
  Essential, would be the message that I send you
  I meant to, elevate at every venue
  Pops told me to pursue what is true, and nothing other
  And nowadays I pave the way for troops of my young brothers
  Necessary by all means, sort of like Malcolm
  Before it's too late; I create, the best outcome
  So I take this opportunity, yes to ruin the
  Devilish forces fuckin up my black community
  And we ain't doin no more interviews
  til we get paid out the frame, like motherfuckin Donahue
  We're taking over radio, and wack media
  Cause systematically they gettin greedier and greedier
  Conquering turfs with my ill organization
  Takin out the man while we scan the information
  You wanna rhyme you best to wait son
  You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share
  You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here
  Yeah... by my Robbin Hood Theory
  
  Chorus
  
  Verse Three: Guru
  
  God is Universal, he is the Ruler Universal
  For those who can't follow that spells GURU when in my circle
  I see all sides of my culture...
  Design my thoughts like a sculpture
  And chumps they wanna get with me cause I'm another entity
  I'm sent to be, leadin the army of the century
  Mention me, and snakes will retreat, eventually...
  ... due to my Robbin Hood Theory
  
  Chorus