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    Chuck d
    And i'm a keep on spreadin
    Them names of livin and dead legends
    Till armageddon
    I save n support those makin a livin
    Against those makin a killing
    Uh, i crush the villain
    Diametrically opposed
    My minds able to leap and beatdown
    All the clowns in a single bound
    Im fit for some comic strip
    Save the silenced
    From punks drunk off the threat of violence
    My secret identity
    Im hated for what i am
    Instead of loved for what im not
    Damn i'm a man
    Not judged by what i got
    If rap games like a sport
    Who the hell cares what i bought?
    This is chuck no car here to snatch up and bag up
    Ignorance no matter where it is
    No matter where you are
    Bulls on parade i rain on that charade
    Played in the shame
    This heros a deeper shade
    Now why wouldnt i be cantankerous?
    At this stage and age
    I be spinnin like a 45
    Video chicks the reason
    They peep them flicks
    Villian seed implanted
    So they take it for granted
    In order to lead the people
    You gotta love the people
    To save the people
    You must serve the people
    To teach the people
    You better reach the people
    But only if you care, yo
    Whos your hero?


    Evil suits and ties attemptin to try
    To flip the impressionable scripts of masterminds
    Feels like a jungle sometimes
    Makes me wonder
    Is rap the new co intelpro
    Makin us all go under
    Sounds of criminal thunder
    Call it my hate thats stoppin ya
    Im too old to be popular
    I aint faster than no speeding bullet
    I cant fly
    And i damn sure aint high
    You wanna know why
    A page from 69
    Peace
    And that dont mean no crooked police
    Avoid that pork at all costs
    And them ol beefs
    Cause is fuel for the motor
    Foolin you to fill the quota
    Thats why i hate that scarface flick
    Not brad jordan
    But that al pacino shirt you sportin
    Yeah i said it
    Perhaps you aint read it
    If you was black or brown
    Your ass damn sure wouldnt be down
    Too many clowns promoting
    Criminal backgrounds
    Using crime like sugar
    To get them kids hyper
    These new pied pipers
    Is the new co-intelpro
    Whos your hero?

    Try for the money
    Even die for the money
    Cry for the money


    Cause they
    Try for the money
    Even die for the money
    Cry for the money


    I paid attention way back when
    Krs one said loves gonna getcha
    So it stuck in my kitchen
    So many cats switchin
    To get on that old road to riches
    Stupid talkin bout snitchin
    Whole lotta killin
    With the so called bling
    Hides the villain
    Twisted thuggin into lovin
    Just to get her
    Supported by mixtape djs
    Who supposed to know better
    Time for some action
    Against the whippings of mass distraction

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