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    Stand up, stretch for the stars
    Get somebody else involved right next to ya
    Y'all elected me to keep it so fresh for ya
    Just cause I make it possible for the rest of ya
    To just take it there come on and
    Get your head ringin' from the sting of the snare
    Spine tingle elevating every singular hair
    All the way from South Philly on a wing and prayer
    And still bringin' it yeah

    C'mon take it there
    C'mon take it there
    Let's take it there
    C'mon take it there

    I'm from the side of town
    Where shots get sprayed around
    Where the expectancy rate be twenty-eight around
    Downtown battleground where cops parade around
    Have your whole view of life beyond jaded
    How everybody sick of breaking down, tryin' a make it out
    Hand over fist the only way to get the paper down
    People tired of gettin' pushed around, gettin' gangsta now
    Discipline the only way to bring some kinda change around
    Chain cirgarette smokin' with bad nerves
    And brothas with bad lungs from smokin' mad herb
    Whoever in the dark is unseen and heard
    Let's submerge, I can feel something close we on the verge
    Talkin' bout, to my street sweepers, hotel housekeepers
    And my people spillin' this out through jail house speakers
    Some people rather use than might than use heaters
    Some people rather lose they life than lose freedom
    For real


    [poem interlude]
    Society's time bomb laying dormant
    Our peopledisenfranchised for the free world
    Oil for food but they still hungry
    No democracy
    They said one vote equals one voice
    But he told you if he can't work to make it
    He'll rob to take it
    The villains
    Abandoning the planet and the people
    Another hot summer yo, they 'bout to flood the prisons
    This ain't no do diddley, it's a do somethin'
    Flash light, red light, proceed ahead right
    Straight into them headlights, you get your head right
    Head right get a third strike, hit the turnpike
    Life quicker than spliff that wouldn't burn right
    Make you wanna holla 'bout it
    It ain't no doubt about it
    Every now and then you gotta stand up and shout about it
    And I'll be shoutin' it to, as if a shout'll count
    Yo they got accountin' to do, reamount the ballot
    The shit more puzzlin' than a jigsaw
    Raw pitbulls hustlin' through the pitfalls
    Some of y'all toys let the laughter rip roar
    Heart felt truth in every lyric I spit forth
    Raise up time to lift off
    Written on a lega pad, poetry that sizzle the clip board
    My og, my homey who taught me deal
    Said in prayer that's the only time you should ever kneel
    And that's real, I'm a take it there


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