Rube - Whose Planet? Our Planet lyrics

DeM atlaS: Climbin' insurmountable objects through the projects My prospects shifted; take in what is around you kid Even the wicked, no recognition, fool A vision of a father, single mothers holdin' it down Close to the ground; their little angels wear chain halos Church readin' acid tablets, four quarters to a pound You can have anything you want, even heaven But it'll cost you something Rain man equals the satan, you tired of waitin' Give me what got, what do you want? Just a way out of this sh** In the system of division you either rich or impoverished; Martyr or the artist; brainwashed or livin' a life lost Here's a rope to hang yourself twice, cousin Rappers are cheaper by the dozen Frontin' they always want somethin' Guante: Flameo hotman Holla at the outdated slang and the cadence we rock with Rhyme bender, soul bender, beat bender, watch it Conscious is never enough, who rock better than us? Who not ready to run, but got two feet planted Like whose planet? Our planet Bigger than the streets that we spill through kid Bigger than the lies that they try to k** you with It's something like a phenomenon My rhymebook like the necronomicon While they blah blah blahin' on and on We got spirits ready to call upon, c'mon Try and stop me I'm somewhere between Brother Ali and Ed Bok Lee Like a indie-rap Wolverine: I'm the best at what I do And what I do isn't very radio friendly So play your favorite rapper coming to get me Guante: Picture me smilin' on the cover of the Vita.MN With two chains, boots, boomerang on my item list I made it this far with only one heart This is hardcore mode: we only got one life to live So I'm a write to this light within, pencil in my iron fist Flyin' while they American Idolin' You can't decipher the cipher, that's what a cipher is: Always breaking, never broken; take it higher It doesn't take much and that's messed up They use the culture to stress and oppress us But while everyone was tryin' to censor the fire I skipped flame, spittin' out a mouthful of spiders And you don't think this is magic? With one verse I can turn a curse to a cla**ic A spell to a song, or an incantation To a taste of forever from your favorite station Like, your potential is limitless The mana bar's full, so why you still swinging that little stick? Knowin' damn well you could unleash hell If you found what you believed in and whispered it Into existence like a wizard spittin' lightnin' off of his lips Don't bite the bullet now and call it a kiss ‘Cause if your callin' is this, better ball up your fists Thick skin, carry a blade at all times ‘Cause every day is a mosaic of fault lines And when the pain hits just taste that rawhide like RAH