Humans are like antennas picking up channels/
tuning into stations full or empty but no perfect reception white noise turns up missing programs close up/
throw up precipitation in the form of disillusioned irritation/
but people need to realize/
whether it's the first or the last ten/
don't idealize/
the fact is some channels just won't show up/
don't give up the ghost don't stop showing love/
there's an average spread of negative attributes/
through all people on this planet we all hear the same flute/
ask your mind for the notes in the music spreadsheet/
watch as you compare the similarities/
printouts reached cuz the mind records the sounds of life the same way/
across the board the conscious thoughts end up with the same fate/
we all relate/
we're all the same replicated brains just a different name/
but check now your common ground/
sometimes heads don't look for it/
then say there are no common nouns/
well the verbs are equal/
the herbs we eat are equal/
the shirts we weave are equal/
one size fits all our people/
next time stop and wonder if you really think that kat across the table really has a different link/
whether asteroid or comet we rock the same effect/
when we blend all our flavors together we bust one style trend/
one wild gem/
one wilding/
one wild thing/
we're children/
of his reign/
his universe/
we all write the human verse/
let's unite/
I'll help you fight the struggle with my martial arts your Hip-Hop his hip-hop their slick tropical samba color the same horizon/
experience the same summer/
we've got more in common than in opposition/
with our brothers/
cells in one body/
the world/
I hope we break the clutter/
and free our minds/
I think we will in time...
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Rhymes
Posted by ThereHasToBeaWay at 9:25 PM
Labels: acceptance, empathy, hip-hop, humanity, people, rap-lyrics, rhymes, similarity, solidarity, tolerance
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