Message In The Song-Rakim

Yall know what my purpose is I spit verses that lift curses off my dead president worshipers Back where the surface is gangsters and murderers Making money made us merciless Its the birth of the streets its over they said Rappers crossed over they dead I spit my verse with technique till they know when they ledge First to compete then Im over their heads He too lyrical and too subliminal every day from spiritual too criminal Its a message in the bottle open it its a lesson in survival cope with it It dont make sense to die for the root of evil It get too cerebral when that dont seem lethal Either way is hell I cant save the world But I can show them how to save themselves From the Evil things that people do, sometimes, legal dreams that we pursue, sometime we dont think that we can lose, sometimes Call it >>>>, its the root of evil we the proof, some times its a plea from me to u I seen through the eyes of the prophets King tutankhamun And Martins and Malcolms And Elijah Mohameds Wise with knowledge Paid in full interest aside in the pockets Just rise with the topics Rise economics I show you that time is more valuable than them diamonds in your watches U grind where the block is you die for those dollars Plus work for them too u know right where wallet is Thugs is pitchin chicks is in the club stripping flippin drugs and pimpin hood is flood of grippin latin kings and black guerillas governments In fact hopng we dont go at these go at these cracker killers It sound like a set up and we the victims One out of a million will beat the system Here and wish for flippin brinks is over with Take your chips and go legit From the Evil things that people do, sometimes, illegal dreams that we pursue, sometime we dont think that we can lose, sometimes Call it >>>>>>>>>>>, its the root of evil we the proof, some times its a plea from me to u