[Intro] Let's build institutions. Let's build, y'know, things that will at least let our children know– before they even come out the whom– that you got something to look forward to. Y'know, that's important. And if we're not doing that, then we're just masturbating really... [Verse 1: Mas-D] Yo, I was once to a story of old A tail of lovers and foes Yo, you wanna hear it? Here it goes: Grand daddy was a radio man A type set a surviver Alive cause he didn't bother lies of men He tried to rise against, but persecuted He was wise and left in time to try again So the man moved his fams to a brand new land Told his wife and young children "we gone do as we can" Daughter become a mother, son become a doctor Old man and wife loving life Trying not to succumb to the guilt of the past they left Numbed from the dignity of which they now are rest He takes pleasure in children's modicum of success Builds with his grandson who he loves the best Like this, he pa**es on all of his love, knowledge, and stress In his golden years, finally getting it off his chest He too learns a lesson from the knowledge he imparts A chip off the old block, that's how the legacy starts And though he's gone now, I keep a place for him in my heart For forgetting where we've been, we realized we have not [Hook] Only you can make it better You got to make it easier so the rest of us can make it Butchu gotta show me, show me what I got to do to keep on going strong Keep the legacy moving on [Verse 2: Akir] Humble my soul, I don't fumble over faith's control over my path Keep it towards my goals, take a hold Cause time is fast, learning from my past, making moves For my legacy, they raking dough and make they own Retiring, expiring, there's no security Surely the fury is enough to ensure me I can support seeds, I can ensure cheese If I just explore deeds, even with no short days I plan to breed more kids Too many n***as doing time, violating laws I like the shine, but never went and tucked my chain inside Don't got no ride, don't even own a house yet So f** accessorizing outfits, my hobby is to count chips We never had sh**, and learned the game backwards On some Simmons, Johnson, and dad sh** Flip it and cash it No disrespect, but where's the pa**ion? There's no example of us lasting In this cruel world of Anglo-Saxons I see ya'll releasing all for a feature The retards, while they fee ball Watching they melt they power– recharge They hurting, and all the glitter really don't mean sh** No name could run the game, on some Kennedy sh** The remedy's this: teaching the mindframe of penny-less bliss And the driver revolt the slaves taking his ship His eye portals see more Keep yours, teach the kids to reach for the stars So we can keep ballin' [Hook] [Verse 3: Veks-One] I ain't got time for gettin' in battles Let's look around to reconsider that we live in this battle This war on poverty has got me stressed I need money to breathe, so I got to scheme Just to give my pockets breath My wallet need the Heimlich– preform CPR Do it: be an E up on your TV and your VCR Hit the grocery stores, we got it sown up Team effort– he get the G's, I'm stealing cold cuts Ain't no "I" in "team", Ain't no "I" in "hungry" Check the pyramid, believe me, there's a eye in money Never seen it? Need to look You need to teach a child to read a book Buddy more concerned with how his sneakers look Infatuated with the Bloods and Crips Sex, money, and d** Throwing gangs signs, now let's pick up our grips The media got it televised, glorified Mother's cry, horrified, cause their son is gonna die [Hook] We can create that legacy, we can have those people to follow up with that. And that's what we need more than anything. We need a follower. We need somebody to do something that bad and strong and dazzling and hip. And then the kids say "man that's what I'mana do" without causing us all this crazy money and trynna fit next door to the Tommy, k**ing n***as. Y'know, we need to do something that's gonna be about us clearly, that shows us loving us His legacy will live on in our hearts for all eternity