- May 21, 2003
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The Solution
Tell me y my people, y we kill ourselves?
Y do we corrupt & pollute our souls wit much filth?
Y do we record sex an’ put it on shelves?
Music talkin’ ‘bout “Magic Sitx” & klits that don’t fail me now
Is the Whiteman to blame / we do it to ourselves
Killin’ our own wit guns an’ drugs, 1st class to Hell
Self hatred got much heads locked up in cells
An’ when a brotha comes up, all he thinks about is self
Not tha ****** in tha hood strugglin’ for meals
Jus as long as they get they cake in form of a record deal
A deal made wit the Devil, wit they souls they cast lots
They do wut they know ‘cus they don’t know Pops
That ***** wasn’t their & none their to adopt
But the gang did an’ tha streets is wut they taught
Will this cycle neve end, I tremble at that thought
The vision of tha whole race enslaved once again
Yet this tyme, “Masta” is dope an’ ignorance, leads to prision
I’m writin’ this because, I kno a Man named Solution
He’s tha way, tha truth, he can put an end to tha pollution
Corruption flees at the thought of this anointed One
He’s apart of tha Holy Trinity his name is Son
He died for our sins…….wut a sacrifice huh
I cry ‘cus my people aint free, an’ it’s already done
Come wit me I like to introduce u to Jesus.…son.
Tell me y my people, y we kill ourselves?
Y do we corrupt & pollute our souls wit much filth?
Y do we record sex an’ put it on shelves?
Music talkin’ ‘bout “Magic Sitx” & klits that don’t fail me now
Is the Whiteman to blame / we do it to ourselves
Killin’ our own wit guns an’ drugs, 1st class to Hell
Self hatred got much heads locked up in cells
An’ when a brotha comes up, all he thinks about is self
Not tha ****** in tha hood strugglin’ for meals
Jus as long as they get they cake in form of a record deal
A deal made wit the Devil, wit they souls they cast lots
They do wut they know ‘cus they don’t know Pops
That ***** wasn’t their & none their to adopt
But the gang did an’ tha streets is wut they taught
Will this cycle neve end, I tremble at that thought
The vision of tha whole race enslaved once again
Yet this tyme, “Masta” is dope an’ ignorance, leads to prision
I’m writin’ this because, I kno a Man named Solution
He’s tha way, tha truth, he can put an end to tha pollution
Corruption flees at the thought of this anointed One
He’s apart of tha Holy Trinity his name is Son
He died for our sins…….wut a sacrifice huh
I cry ‘cus my people aint free, an’ it’s already done
Come wit me I like to introduce u to Jesus.…son.