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Teach the Children

Eric B. & Rakim

Don't Sweat the Technique

1992

But most of us fight more wars than one 

Discrimination in the racial nation 
While they destroy our strong foundation 
Nature's balance is way off

from Wall Street
The World Economic Forum, the billionaire foundations
And corrupt politicians throughout the world have enforced
These so-called

the Capitol's very foundations, we come together as one nation under God - indivisible - to carry out the peaceful transfer of power as we have for more than two

(I have a dream 
That my four little children will one day 
Live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color 
Of their skin but by

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Yes

Yesstory

1992

your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against

Investigations of the frauds
Try to bust up the broad disrespect
For the people is equal
To the house of Lords
Giving 40 billion
To starving children
In Ethiopia

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

An Evening of Yes Music Plus

1993

your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against

good is mass production if now we have mad cow disease
Please no more, please stop all these wars

The Human race is comitting suicide
Everyone of us is

Paranoia in Washington, D.C.
Riots in major cities protesting the Vietnam War
And an economy struggling to survive under the pressure
Children sit

Believe

Big K.R.I.T.

K.R.I.T. IZ HERE

2019

hard to believe
I'm tryin' so hard to believe
Kids dyin' but we actin' like it's a breeze
Struggling, shakin' disease
We can't stay down on our knees

the disease?
They made you believe there's no
One really crazy as me
As if I am the polluter who
Made it too hazy to see
Open up your eyes, it's horrifying
It

rappers with two swords
Malevolent we rollin' in war hoards
Fuck em they never gave me the knowledge 
I can't empower the children
With kindness

A tasty liver delight

Fear, is my weapon 
My power, shall not be questioned 
They will never live another single day 
Not fearing my reign, not fearing

With an objection to greed driven into his people 
He rests to oversee with pride what he created
The foundations for paradise soon to be completed 
Back

want to live
Paycheque after paycheque
I'm working from home, I've started a business
I'm making decisions
For my grandchildren's children
To build this

 They deliver. We keep on sippin’ Patrone, Forget about the liver

at the masquerade
Sugar rush, liver bust
Kidnapped for the child trade
Child brides are sacrificed
Eaten from the inside
Stripped of innocence
It's no surprise

you did something wrong
Why do they shoot our children and bring them harm?
When they just need help from their inner city blues where they have been

the bitterness 
 Set the foundation for the children 
 Build up the walls of New Jerusalem 
 You shoulda keep what Jah said: 
 Go and make it up with dem! 
 Here

deliver.
We keep on sippin' Patrone,
Forget about the liver.
I was born at the top of the world,
Now i travel round the globe,
Showing love to the world.
Who

Within the Walls of Chaos

Exodus

Impact Is Imminent

Murder, drugs, cash, and greed
It touches everyone and everything
Within the walls there's no escaping
The disease
Sidewalks turn to pharmacies

you try to make amends I pretend it's not salt in the cut.
I stopped  feeding my disease, now it eats away at me.
I said too much weight, you disagree.