By Common
I feel rugged
I am rugged
damn rugged
I walk on the carpet of the universe
keep on
And speak on shit
most are scared or unprepared
but I fled for my people so
keep on
Beyond space
I look for a place to put
hurt
I gotta work
keep on
Dreams of Black roads, of Black souls that act holistic
its realistic
keep on
Pharoah of the sun
lookin down the barrel of a gun
y’all know where I’m from
keep on
Niggas at the crib sayin Rash look weird
from myself I never hid
keep on
Niggas at the crib say for them I never did
30 year old kids, shit boy
keep on
Any means necessarian
vegetarian
I be missin chicken
keep on
Request for another resurrection
the way I rhyme before
progression
this ain’t ’94
keep on
Chat room geeks
critique my B-Boy physique
who the fuck made you Hip Hop police
keep on
Journalist who never had their turn at this
if its fresh, who are you to determine this
groupie
keep on
You here to show truth
or expose your cooch
you know I know reek from the roots
girl, keep on
Disease man made
to reproduce we afraid
a cure
Magic got AIDS
keep on
Supportin two homes
payin back school loans
like the NBA I’m in a new zone
keep on
Got married
can you carry the weight it take
to not get your freak on
keep on
Fuck shrooms and ecstasy
I’m consumed with a recipe
to get my blood to the highest destiny
keep on
The blackest of rappers
I ain’t doin no namin
go to Europe and start O’Jayin
keep on
whether choppin the raw
or studyin for the bar
we all children of Allah
keep on
Flyer say Free Mumia on my freezer
I’m holdin still mixin Echinacea and Golden Seal
keep on
Is it just an illusion
it’s many levels to it
it’s rebel music
so keep on.
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