[Verse 1: Chaundon] Songs in the key of life I play the notes well Never sang the county blues that's not what I'm trying to sell I record love and happiness prosperity as well Radio will never play the real life stories that I tell Hello Bronx hello Harlem hello Brooklyn hello Queens Hello Staten Island 5 borough be wildin' on the scene Aspire to make cream without triple beam dreams Entertainment ain't the only way to make it nah mean You can be a Dr. King with Coretta as your queen We ain't reach the promise land here's a chance for you to lead Got babies having babies and there ain't no baby sitters Corporate bail out but ain't nobody trying to save my (expletive) Poor folks going through it where the president at? So much money for the wars where them presidents at? In this climate of rap only a few droppin' gems First chapter first one written in these ghetto hymns [Verse 2: YC The Cynic] Black man in America the Pangea Native land inheriter Land of the free home of the slaves the paradox Pondering why pandora's box was there unlocked watch W.E.B breathe air in your beats and air it out So honest even psychologist sit in there in shock And awe taking your all hittin' hearts I see your guard if you hittin' at all takin it off feel me Feel me? It's too much to leave in the wind There's a kid that's scared to follow his dream I'm speaking to him Or her I prefer to be heard then be a prophet deterred Because of profits deferred I'm trying to win I'mma work To see you having the happiness you deserve Prosperity is encouraged I'm grading you on a curve I bend to see you win from a loss And then my only reward would be you pa**ing this on take off (DJ Flash scratches, prosperity is encouraged)