[Verse 1]
What if we can't be this perfect genius
Thesis, dean's list, virgin Jesus?
Shirt and clean crisp
Jeans fit and all
Straight from the seamstress
Seamless persons, we all fall to pieces
What if peace is something more than appeasement?
If power rules the world, living peacefully is treason
Defenceless defeat in allegiance of demons
Peace isn't pleasing the people, it's a belief
In people above profits
Prophets that speak for peace
More often than not reap their fair share of the beatings
It's not naive in the least
It's hard fought in the deepest thought
In the peak of our reason
It's peace
[Verse 2]
Just another young lyricist, spitting that unserious
It's clear that conscious rap is dead
We done hearing it
Heads feeling that trap, cause we trapped still
Trapping only, stats still rap about how blacks k** black
Cause no one want's to hear those facts still
That's so 90's
That's sending the facts still
No paper in that reel, no paper in that mill
Half mil plus locked up, who wanna listen to that?
Chill
All we want is peace
The poor and the rich, from the beaches to the streets
So we'd rather hear beats than the sound of the beast
Now these comics is prophets
See the clown as he weeps
Crack jokes, crack eggs for a feast
Got us all scrambled, got to beat 'em just to eat
And it's not taught, which teaches us to repeat
This strong cycle of violence
Now it's harder than peace
It's not naive in the least
It's hard fought
It's the deepest thought
And one thing that we seek
It's not just talk
When we meet, when we greet, when we grieve, when we leave
Last word we speak
[Outro]
Hope has a cost. Hope is not comfortable or easy. Hope requires personal risk, it is not about the right attitude or peace of mind. Hope is action. Hope is doing something. Hope never makes sense. Hope is weak, unorganized, and absurd. Hope which is always nonviolent exposes in its powerlessness the lies, the fraud, and coercion. Hope posits that people are drawn to the good, by the good. This is the secret to hope's power