As usual, leave it to me to rep for the ladies...
Jean Grae's 2nd verse on Block Party:
It's every man for himself
That's why the black community is lackin in wealth,
there's no unity we soon to be chillin with rich white folk and that means that we made it
Let our kids go hungry before our wardrobe is outdated
Rap careers are drug related,
ballplayers, we need more lawyers more housin and jobs created,
why we waitin for it to be given?
we need to get up, and get out, and make our own livin
Instead of just makin more inner-city children
More doctors in your building,
righteous cops next door if the system's corrupt, then change it
Fought for the right to vote, don't even use it
Forget electoral winnin
The way the world's goin, we in the ninth inning
Heh, and we still aren't up to bat, ni**az is happy just to have the rights to sit on the bench
Like floor seats is alright, and that's as far as we reach
Materialistic values, not morals, that's what we teach
I see it in the youth,
hungry for fame and money not for knowledge and pursuit of the truth
Pick up a book or a newspaper
Take a free class in politics or human behavior
We need to stop actin victimized,
it's like we're day-walkin blind, open your eyes,
there's a whole world out there...(chorus)
Lauryn Hill's 2nd verse on Final Hour
I'm about to change the focus
From the richest to the brokest
I wrote this opus
To reverse the hypnosis
Whoever's closest
To the line's gonna win it
You gonna fall tryin to ball
While my team win the pennant
I'm about to be in it
For a minute
Then run for senate
Make a slum lord be the tenant
Give his money to kids to spend it
And then amend it
Every law that ever prevented
Our survival since our arrival
Documented in the bible
Like Moses and Aaron
Things gon change, it's apparent
And all the transparent gonna
Be seen through
Let God redeem you
You can keep your deem true
and you can get the green too
Watch out what you cling to
Observe how a queen do
And I remain calm readin' the 73 Psalm
Cause wit all this on I got the world in palm
Jean Grae's 2nd verse on Block Party:
It's every man for himself
That's why the black community is lackin in wealth,
there's no unity we soon to be chillin with rich white folk and that means that we made it
Let our kids go hungry before our wardrobe is outdated
Rap careers are drug related,
ballplayers, we need more lawyers more housin and jobs created,
why we waitin for it to be given?
we need to get up, and get out, and make our own livin
Instead of just makin more inner-city children
More doctors in your building,
righteous cops next door if the system's corrupt, then change it
Fought for the right to vote, don't even use it
Forget electoral winnin
The way the world's goin, we in the ninth inning
Heh, and we still aren't up to bat, ni**az is happy just to have the rights to sit on the bench
Like floor seats is alright, and that's as far as we reach
Materialistic values, not morals, that's what we teach
I see it in the youth,
hungry for fame and money not for knowledge and pursuit of the truth
Pick up a book or a newspaper
Take a free class in politics or human behavior
We need to stop actin victimized,
it's like we're day-walkin blind, open your eyes,
there's a whole world out there...(chorus)
Lauryn Hill's 2nd verse on Final Hour
I'm about to change the focus
From the richest to the brokest
I wrote this opus
To reverse the hypnosis
Whoever's closest
To the line's gonna win it
You gonna fall tryin to ball
While my team win the pennant
I'm about to be in it
For a minute
Then run for senate
Make a slum lord be the tenant
Give his money to kids to spend it
And then amend it
Every law that ever prevented
Our survival since our arrival
Documented in the bible
Like Moses and Aaron
Things gon change, it's apparent
And all the transparent gonna
Be seen through
Let God redeem you
You can keep your deem true
and you can get the green too
Watch out what you cling to
Observe how a queen do
And I remain calm readin' the 73 Psalm
Cause wit all this on I got the world in palm