The 6th Sense

The revolution will not be televised<br> The revolution is here<br> Yeah, it`s Common Sense, with DJ Premier<br> We gonna help y`all see clear<br> It`s real hip-hop music, from the soul, y`all<br> Yeah, check it, yo<br><br>The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels<br>It`s unseen or heard, a king with words<br>Can`t knock the hustle, but I`ve seen street dreams deferred<br>Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured<br>Some say I`m too deep, I`m in too deep to sleep<br>Through me, Muhammed will forever speak<br>Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes<br>Where a man is determined by how much a man make<br>Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats<br>with cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear<br>Under the Fubu is a guru, that`s untapped<br>Want to be in the rap race but ain`t ran one lap<br>Ran so far from the streets that you can`t come back<br>You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that<br><br>Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):<br><br> "This is rap for real, something you feel"<br> "And you know, yes you know"<br> "Rap for the black people"<br> "Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"<br><br>In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries<br>Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter`s eyes<br>I`m the truth, across the table from corporate lies<br>Immortilized by the realness I bring to it<br>If revolution had a movie I`d be theme music<br>My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it<br>My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it<br>Through my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it<br>I`d be lying if I said I didn`t want millions<br>More than money saved, I wanna save children<br>Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity<br>A complex man drawn off of simplicity<br>Reality is frisking me<br>This industry will make you lose intensity<br>The Common Sense in me remembers the basement<br>I`m Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Somedays I take the L to gel with the real world<br>Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl<br>She recited raps, I forgot where they was from<br>In `em, she was saying how she made brothers cum<br>I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected<br>How many dead folks this art resurrected<br>How many nations this culture connected<br>Who am I to judge one`s perspective?<br>Though some of that shit y`all pop true it, I ain`t relating<br>If I don`t like it, I don`t like it, that don`t mean that I`m hating<br>I just want to innovate and stimulate minds<br>Travel the world and penetrate the times<br>Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom<br>Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I`m with `em<br>For now I appreciate this moment in time<br>Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes, it`s like<br><br>Chorus til fade