[Intro]
It's been two years, man
Of, of, of waitin', man
(Oh!)
Can it be I stayed away too long?
[Verse 1]
For my supporters and my fans, man, I know y'all been waitin'
Now it's finally here and thank you for your patience
The world's gone crazy since we last spoke
Bloodshed in war, the absence of hope
Shootin' at the school, economy's a joke
Homies on heroine, homies on coke
But can you even blame 'em when they only trying to cope? Damn!
Can it be I stayed away too long?
All these rappers wanna talk about is guns and dope
Don't they realise we all at the end of our rope?
The future all depends on the power of our quotes
The power of a pen, the power of a vote
The power of your words, the power of your voice
The power of America's the freedom of choice
We choose to do nothing, we losing, we suffering
Can it be? That it's time to do something?
It’s not socialism, it’s not communism
It’s loving each other, realise there’s no difference
It's positive movement, gradual improvement
When no-one else does, believe you can do it
My heart is a speaker, I bleed this music
The beats in my blood, I must transfuse it
If it wasn't for this, then I just might lose it, damn! (Look)
Can it be I stayed away too long?
My goddaughters, Nadia, Simone
Diana, knowin' that her father's never coming home
Claimed by the streets, victim of a war zone
Tears in my eyes as I'm writing this song
Mommy working two jobs, tryin' to do it on her own
No matter where I go or how far I roam
Know that I love you and you'll never be alone
Can it be?
Damn, y'all so grown
It's been two years, man
Of, of, of waitin', man
(Oh!)
Can it be I stayed away too long?
[Verse 1]
For my supporters and my fans, man, I know y'all been waitin'
Now it's finally here and thank you for your patience
The world's gone crazy since we last spoke
Bloodshed in war, the absence of hope
Shootin' at the school, economy's a joke
Homies on heroine, homies on coke
But can you even blame 'em when they only trying to cope? Damn!
Can it be I stayed away too long?
All these rappers wanna talk about is guns and dope
Don't they realise we all at the end of our rope?
The future all depends on the power of our quotes
The power of a pen, the power of a vote
The power of your words, the power of your voice
The power of America's the freedom of choice
We choose to do nothing, we losing, we suffering
Can it be? That it's time to do something?
It’s not socialism, it’s not communism
It’s loving each other, realise there’s no difference
It's positive movement, gradual improvement
When no-one else does, believe you can do it
My heart is a speaker, I bleed this music
The beats in my blood, I must transfuse it
If it wasn't for this, then I just might lose it, damn! (Look)
Can it be I stayed away too long?
My goddaughters, Nadia, Simone
Diana, knowin' that her father's never coming home
Claimed by the streets, victim of a war zone
Tears in my eyes as I'm writing this song
Mommy working two jobs, tryin' to do it on her own
No matter where I go or how far I roam
Know that I love you and you'll never be alone
Can it be?
Damn, y'all so grown
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