[Intro]
What we are trying in all these discussions and talks here
Is to see if we cannot radically bring about a transformation of the mind
Not accept things as they are
A way of living differently
That depends on you, and not somebody else
Because in this there is no teacher, no pupil, there is no leader, there is no guru
You yourself are the teacher and the pupil, you are the Master, you are the guru, you are the leader
To understand is to transform what is
[Verse 1: Carey Stacks]
You probably haven't seen much but you've seen enough
To let you know you can't fuck with us
First place winner I ain't never been a runner up
Always in the hood so I always got a hammer tucked
I got a good soul and black heart, I don't give a fuck
I'm in the mini army, mini fulli autos in the trunk
Clip full of hollows, still mobbin' for a million bucks
Pourin' out bottles for my niggas who ain't here with us
We're livin' in a life where you never really know
Get your shit pushed back when you're walkin' out the store
And you wouldn't expect that but the world we live is cold
They ain't even take his cash they just stripped him for his soul
Left the keys to his ride, his diamonds, and his gold
That's just a prime example when a nigga has to go
That's the way I'm livin' now so I always stay gone
Never crack under pressure took an oath to never fold
What we are trying in all these discussions and talks here
Is to see if we cannot radically bring about a transformation of the mind
Not accept things as they are
A way of living differently
That depends on you, and not somebody else
Because in this there is no teacher, no pupil, there is no leader, there is no guru
You yourself are the teacher and the pupil, you are the Master, you are the guru, you are the leader
To understand is to transform what is
[Verse 1: Carey Stacks]
You probably haven't seen much but you've seen enough
To let you know you can't fuck with us
First place winner I ain't never been a runner up
Always in the hood so I always got a hammer tucked
I got a good soul and black heart, I don't give a fuck
I'm in the mini army, mini fulli autos in the trunk
Clip full of hollows, still mobbin' for a million bucks
Pourin' out bottles for my niggas who ain't here with us
We're livin' in a life where you never really know
Get your shit pushed back when you're walkin' out the store
And you wouldn't expect that but the world we live is cold
They ain't even take his cash they just stripped him for his soul
Left the keys to his ride, his diamonds, and his gold
That's just a prime example when a nigga has to go
That's the way I'm livin' now so I always stay gone
Never crack under pressure took an oath to never fold
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