(Intro)
[Verse 1: R.U.I.N.]
Little against me, / no felony/
No Blackmail/ Get it no black male? / My mind off that rail/
I'm so Canadian white everybody know/
I'm so Canadian white my cousin is snow/
Asher Roth/ perish the thought/ cause I'm not/
Even my nose can rap better with iller snot/
Though I'm antithesis/ of gangster appearances/ I'm serious/ The illest lyricist/ in Ontario areas/
8th grade teach Mrs. Potonik/ got it/
Living in a mosaic, forget politic! /
Black kid always played the race card/ the white kid face's
Beat hard/ The Indian's voice gave a joke to the retard/
But Asian kids were good at math, we aren't/
But all of us wanted to see the stars/
I've never been a hoodlum/ or a m**m/
But I knew some/ some smart, some dumb/ some good, some scum/ Peace, it's what we all want and need done son/
When we were little kids we acted like punks/
And we were trading Yu-gi-oh spell cards/
But in our field yard/ we still found grenade shell shards/
Teaching us that life is a war zone/
And we get in strife we don't like or condone/ my pain
Is not my own/ but I've grown/ to write a Poem/
From the soul as shown/ with knowledge I've always
Known/ That my intro/ to suffering was
At home/ with my bros/ Ghetto's heaven/ I'll step in/
That's why I like Eminem, Pac and tech/
When I listen to them, they talk the real sh**/
That I respect/ Now I'm trying to inter-connect/
Various thoughts in my intellect/
The ghetto of diversity/ my stiletto in university/
I gotta figure out something that works for me/
[Verse 2: R.U.I.N.]
First, with the Renaissance men project/
I felt like Kate Middleton, royally screwed/
Then Priestly Demolition/ I envisioned/
Magnificence then loyalty moved/
I ain't holding on to bitterness/ I ain't quitting sh**/
Going hard/ the past on my radar/ is a blinking blip/
The holy one know me/ as Hip-hop's Obi-Wan Kenobi/
Use the force/ pa** the torch/ I even go hard on a slow beat/
But time for Sabbath, time to be relaxing/
Heavy burden is off, time to lay back then/
To give you words/ and proverbs/ from my own mind/
To learn is human but to teach is divine/
First/ if you work/ your a** off, you won't take crap/
And you can be hustling without selling crack/
In fact/ the words of the track/ should make you feel/
Hip-hop is like Wendy's you know when it's real/
Divinely inspired, pray/ three time a day/
Like eating meals/ it's nourishment in a way/
So then I knell/ ‘Please Lord, help me to live this'/
Cause I just can't live life without forgiveness.'/
(Interlude)- Rob Bell's Sermon on Forgiveness can be found here- http://marshill.org/teaching/past-teachings/
[Verse 3: R.U.I.N.]
To quote Gandalf we cannot choose the time we live in/ We can only Choose/ what we do/ with the time we are given/
So I'd rather be poor and righteous, than rich and wicked/
And say what I mean and mean what I say, when I spit it/
But Nas said it best for me and my game yo/
It was clear why the struggle was so painful/
Metamorphosis this is what I changed to/
And God, I'm so thankful/
(Outro)