Cujo - The Value of Your Worth lyrics

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Cujo - The Value of Your Worth lyrics

When it - comes to writing you could say that I'm prolific For every song I'm spittin' there's 10 more that I've already written These days I haven't had much time for writing though cause I've been too busy protesting and demonstrating yo Maybe you can say I've been working too hard but somebody's got to do it, time to stand up and take charge take up the charge – of those who have been sitting on the sidelines so long trying to (re)locate their beginnings well I'm – calling you to task time to do some research and get your brain up out your ass' well you – move your body to the swing and ask the spirit for guidance and knowledge and wisdom – ask yourself what you blast yourself for is the life of the pastor man really worth more? Why you still playing the role of a pawn in this war on the cultural blending, what are we getting' divided for? A couple thousand dollars, maybe a million more? Is it really worth the light in your soul and the lives of more? The black on white, the red on yellow – the contrast is more beautiful than monotonous green cash no more slave to money system...come on fists in the sky now no more economic terrorism...come on fists in the sky private banks own the whole damn system...come on fists in the sky now it's unbelievable why, with the costs so high, people still remaining complacent fists in the sky Generations of your children's children while we save 'em you can sit there and hate or grind for paper but I'm saying chase a dream, whatever you've made your mind up might not be ready today, but I promise you'll get there in time But I'm – f*ck the lab I'm going back to the garden where I learned life's most basic lessons and I play my part in the growth and restoration – the manifestation of our wealth not much more than eternal love can save' us from our selves well...we're our worst own enemies I'm not the first to say it or raise a pen to these my tendency is slice through these partial lies give you the raw truth with a little bit of mine to squeeze through to the lost youth let's wake up young brothers, let's wake up young sisters hear the alarm clock no more shaking – hitting - snooze – we've got too much to lose it's not personal views, what I speak is the truth no more hate then the violence...come on fists in the sky now no more rape then the silence...come on fists in the sky no more bowing to the tyrants...come on fists in the sky now it's unbelievable why, with the costs so high, people still remaining complacent fists in the sky I've never been one to make many enemies but I find the more I'm speaking my mind it takes energy away from the negative... argumentative executives are tentative when they see the fire in my eyes it is indicative contemplative alive wide awake representative a younger generation won't be bought by paper sedatives now I know that I'm a distant relative but I don't care if your the king of California, or the city of New York has adorned ya' let's turn the corner the grass roots tend to grow in no particular order they just spread like wildfire – let's go, I'm taking your order what is it that you really want in this life? I'll show ya how we can achieve it together – and keep it growing keep it flowing – it's so silly – how we think we own it how we think we did it all by our self – and I don't condone it It's had nothing to do with your mom or dad that gave you a home or the teacher that you gave you nuggets of gold that you can hold in your head, or the poets that you read or the dreams you had in bed or the people that you fed – along the way it's satisfaction that can't be claimed ...it's selfless action that can't be tamed you'll never be named – king of the lane for the feeding the lame but if you looking close enough you'll see the world will start to change see we – got to stop feeling so empty that's the reason on this evening for the call of this Assembly See alone I might only be able to feed 20, if I spent up every penny, but there's still hundreds of millions going hungry in different ways...some are starved for logic some for education some for justice – yea you call it see we seem to fall a- part, at this part of the story – it's getting gory we just want to dance with hands up in glory go to the club and celebrate the extorting of our culture by the corporate owners, the corporate hoarding Aftermath, Def Jam, Island, Cash Money Roc-a-fella, Virgin Records all part of the same company who owns your masters? Who is your master when will we start to put a value on content? Faster is the speed that we need to go if we ever gonna change up this game and grow elevate – local independent flow pay attention to the lyrics and content – and how we use it there's power in this movement if we don't confuse it thank you! For making a space here for my words and quit letting dollar signs define the value of your worth

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