[Intro/Hook]
Life is goin by fast, I try to grab it
Can I get an eye? (EYE!) The eyes have it
{*scratched: "For the people, by the people"*}
The eyes have it, once again it's your people
Yeah - life is goin by fast, I try to grab it
Can I get an eye? (EYE!) The eyes have it
{*scratched: "For the people, by the people"*}
The eyes have it, once again it's your people
[Rakaa Iriscience]
I heard the meek shall inherit the earth
I heard those that don't speak up inherit the worst
I heard the rich get the treasures and the right to write history
I heard the poor get buried in dirt
I tell people play to win so they're scared of my verse
People scared of their power, people scared of their worth
People scared of success, people barely alert
People scared to get hurt, or embarassed to work
I been a... security guard at Guitar Center
A food service worker and a telemarketer
Dreamin 'bout goin to Otis-Parsons or
Maybe CalArts or even the Arts Center
But music was my passion, part of my callin to
Hustle year 'round, spring summer fall winter
Will stop for nothin, you shouldn't start with us
For the people, by the Dilated Peoples, hard hitters
Life is goin by fast, I try to grab it
Can I get an eye? (EYE!) The eyes have it
{*scratched: "For the people, by the people"*}
The eyes have it, once again it's your people
Yeah - life is goin by fast, I try to grab it
Can I get an eye? (EYE!) The eyes have it
{*scratched: "For the people, by the people"*}
The eyes have it, once again it's your people
[Rakaa Iriscience]
I heard the meek shall inherit the earth
I heard those that don't speak up inherit the worst
I heard the rich get the treasures and the right to write history
I heard the poor get buried in dirt
I tell people play to win so they're scared of my verse
People scared of their power, people scared of their worth
People scared of success, people barely alert
People scared to get hurt, or embarassed to work
I been a... security guard at Guitar Center
A food service worker and a telemarketer
Dreamin 'bout goin to Otis-Parsons or
Maybe CalArts or even the Arts Center
But music was my passion, part of my callin to
Hustle year 'round, spring summer fall winter
Will stop for nothin, you shouldn't start with us
For the people, by the Dilated Peoples, hard hitters
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