6th Sense Lyrics
The revolution will not be televised<br />
The revolution is here<br />
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier<br />
We gonna help y'all see clear<br />
It's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all<br />
Yeah, check it, yo<br />
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The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels<br />
It's unseen or heard, a king with words<br />
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferred<br />
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured<br />
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to sleep<br />
Through me, Muhammed will forever speak<br />
Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes<br />
Where a man is determined by how much a man make<br />
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats<br />
with cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear<br />
Under the Fubu is a guru, that's untapped<br />
Want to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap<br />
Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back<br />
You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that<br />
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Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):<br />
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"This is rap for real, something you feel"<br />
"And you know, yes you know"<br />
"Rap for the black people"<br />
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"<br />
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In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries<br />
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes<br />
I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies<br />
Immortilized by the realness I bring to it<br />
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music<br />
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it<br />
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My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it<br />
Through my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it<br />
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want millions<br />
More than money saved, I wanna save children<br />
Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity<br />
A complex man drawn off of simplicity<br />
Reality is frisking me<br />
This industry will make you lose intensity<br />
The Common Sense in me remembers the basement<br />
I'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit<br />
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Chorus<br />
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Somedays I take the L to gel with the real world<br />
Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl<br />
She recited raps, I forgot where they was from<br />
In 'em, she was saying how she made brothers cum<br />
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected<br />
How many dead folks this art resurrected<br />
How many nations this culture connected<br />
Who am I to judge one's perspective?<br />
Though some of that shit y'all pop true it, I ain't relating<br />
If I don't like it, I don't like it, that don't mean that I'm hating<br />
I just want to innovate and stimulate minds<br />
Travel the world and penetrate the times<br />
Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom<br />
Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I'm with 'em<br />
For now I appreciate this moment in time<br />
Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes, it's like<br />
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Chorus til fade
