[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