Alive

There's two kind of people who keep you in their lives

One kind is always happy for you want to see you thrive

The other kind will hold their attack till you show your back

And then they're reaching for their knives

Leave you in the street to die

Their industry is smiles, no sincerity in their eyes

They spy on and siphon your life which they

Despise, decry, beguile, belie, and otherwise deny

In other words they utter words that take away your shine

If they hate then let 'em hate don't let them kill your grind

Don't you wrestle with their lies their threats are just a disguise

Low-level people hate when special people rise

The truth about you is what you think is true inside your mind

I'm on a mission to share the vision

Of the elders and your ancestors

If your ambition is in remission

I believe they'd say

You are here

You persist

You're alive

Despite fear

You resist

And you thrive

Though things ain't always great

You still push through the pain and survive

It's the size of the fight in the dog

Not the dog in the fight

You're alive

You're alive

If I could just plead for the bullied

Sick, depressed, or lonely

Time to heal fully

Repressed folk that boldly fight the strong for what should be

Would the pain of a wood beam cross a good knee

Deter you from taking your freedom message

where it should reach, would teach, could speak

I don't think it would. You don't move like that

Revolutionary mind, with a 'tude like that

Wait! How did our ancestors sing the blues like that

Stay strong after all they went through like that

How did Bruce Lee change kung fu like that

How did the Little Rock 9 go to school like that

To fight that, breaking (break-in) all the rules like that

You might ask why we need you like that

You've been swindled if your faith in you dwindles

When truth's in you it's you. Simple

You are he... sike ain't no chorus bih, I cut it. Names ginsu

Who hates you? Take into account that they don't know you

They just hate what's great in you

That's tall facts. Big tree meet small axe

I cut 'em down. I slice 'em up with force

Mace Windu

I'm too cold! That's light! Say, "BRRR!" (lightsaber) Per the word

Of the word play prince who's an amalgamation of

All the mythical individuals spitting rude at the pinnacle he listens to

Equal parts Common Sense, Eminem, and Mystikal

Dungeon Fam, Luda, Nas, Oscar (Peterson), Miles (Davis), Jigga, Snoop

What I'm trying to say is that my flows ain't typical

T'Challa with knowledge and honest, with a pinch of Sinestro

Here to deliver you. Nah, I'm just here to put the air back in your inner tubes

With beats that reach into your soul to shake and wake the great debate

Between the beings that constitute the inner you

You are here

You persist

You're alive

Despite fear

You resist

And you thrive

Though things ain't always great

You still push through the pain and survive

It's the size of the fight in the dog

Not the dog in the fight

You're alive

You're alive

Alive