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Gang Starr - Robbin Hood Theory lyrics
Intro features Elijah Shabazz from Muhammad Mosque No. 7] Peace Brother Elijah Hey peace Guru how you doin? I'm maintainin Just been thinkin though man about the situation for today's youth man the seeds man What's your opinion on that? Mmm that's strange I was thinkin the same thing Somethin I read in the holy Qu'ran how it says "Has thou seen him who belies religion? That is one who is rough, to the orphan." And no matter what we say our religion is whether it's Islam, Christianity Juddaism, Buddha-ism, Old School-ism or New School-ism If we're not schooling the youth WITH wisdom then the sins of the father will visit the children And that's not keepin it real... that's keepin it -- WRONG Chorus: Guru Now that we're gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back For the youth is the future no doubt that's right and exact Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers power And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers This world is ours, that's why the demons are leary It's our inheritance; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood Theory Verse One: Guru I seek Sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one At least one must flow and show the structure, of freedom It's me Dunn, cause petty things we don't need 'em Let's focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them They innocent, they know not what they face while politicians save face genius minds lay to waste If I wasn't kickin rhymes I'd be kickin down doors Creatin social change and defendin the poor The God's always been militant, and ready for war We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers But first where's the safe at? Let's make em show us and tell em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us We bringin it back, around the way to our peeps Cause times are way too deep, we know the Code of the Streets Meet your defeat; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... my Robbin Hood Theory Verse Two: Guru I floss my rhymes like dentals, my mental's presidential from the wild ghetto districts to the plush resedential Essential, would be the message that I send you I meant to, elevate at every venue Pops told me to pursue what is true, and nothing other And nowadays I pave the way for troops of my young brothers Necessary by all means, sort of like Malcolm Before it's too late; I create, the best outcome So I take this opportunity, yes to ruin the Devilish forces fuckin up my black community And we ain't doin no more interviews til we get paid out the frame, like motherfuckin Donahue We're taking over radio, and wack media Cause systematically they gettin greedier and greedier Conquering turfs with my ill organization Takin out the man while we scan the information You wanna rhyme you best to wait son You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here Yeah... by my Robbin Hood Theory Chorus Verse Three: Guru God is Universal, he is the Ruler Universal For those who can't follow that spells GURU when in my circle I see all sides of my culture... Design my thoughts like a sculpture And chumps they wanna get with me cause I'm another entity I'm sent to be, leadin the army of the century Mention me, and snakes will retreat, eventually... ... due to my Robbin Hood Theory Chorus |
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