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[Gift of Gab] Check it out... Gift of Gab... Fourth Dimensional Rocketships, Goin' Up To the ink on the paper from the top of the brain Ghetto youth zone rythms that are louder than pain From Suedo to Cali it's all the same, people in chains Where H2O Children cock it back and take aim See, just the other day I was catchin' a cab The driver came from his country to America to grab A slice of the pie, he said my people haven't seen The extremeness of hard times, I said "what you mean?" He said it's people in his country that would love to live Inside these ghetto's, they live inside of shacks, and the kids Don't see any kinds of education, boys and girls Starve and die, and no money when your country is third world I said "I yearn for change all over the map From a system deeply rooted in hate, it sets traps Crack, liquor stores, guns, plus our culture was robbed And we was sought, self-hated, major belief that God Was outside, denied free thought, feelin' the pressure Of the hellish eternity visions of, the oppressor With the long white beard, lookin' down I keep, hopin' it 'll change 'til then, please don't expect me to get over it" Before I bounced out, I said "Peace, love Ain't no reason why nobody need to suffer in pov- erty, while others gettin' richer it's the same old song" SongtexteBefore I closed the door and bounced I told him "change gon' come" See I know they don't tell us that we really of Gods Dwellin' in infinity, through the power of now I spread the good Karma out, grab a pen a sheet And empty out my mind, so the ancestors can speak through me I tweak the beats, rock, eat the beats up Dwellin' in the Fourth Dimension of spirit I'm Goin' Up And it can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, ain't gon' stop Aim for the top, straight blowin' up It's like that (That's whassup) Aus Songtexte Mania