Teach The Children - Eric B. & Rakim

No more time to pass time 'cause these are the last rhymes  
'Cause we're living in the last times... 
They wanna go to war  more wars to come 
But most of us fight more wars than one 
Discrimination in the racial nation 
While they destroy our strong foundation 
Nature's balance is way off balance 
They tip the scale  now it's no more silence 
The hole in the ozone layer is outta control 
But they wanna fight for more oil and gold 
Unemployment, I got laid off 
The streets is the last resorts to get paid off 
For more, more mint, no doe for rent 
I gotta shed blood to make a red cent 
Maybe I should ask the president 
Somebody give me the president 
But he don't want to hear it, it's out of the question 
'Cause in my section it's worse than recession 
So I go to a rich neighborhood and play Robin Hood 
Take from the bad and give to the good 
First I go to Bensonhurst, steal a Benz, snatch a purse 
Pick up my friends, that's when it gets worse 
'Cause I need government and they need government 
Alot of mint spent, now I gotta pay rent 
Who makes the most dead presidents in the projects 
You're gonna get robbed and wrecked 
I parked up the block to plot on a kid that made a knot 
Let's get him for all he got 
I approached him slow like I was a basehead 
Put the fo-fifth to his face and said 
You see those kids over there wit the hoods 
Walk to them real slow and give them the goods 
First the gun and the doe and crush the jumbos 
One false move and no one knows 
'Cause I got a silencer to hush the bust 
And I'm in a rush, so hush the fuss 
Plus the poison you fed will no longer spread 
You good as dead, I'm a fill your head wit lead 
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