Now I understand
Don’t want to crush your dreams
But its time to wake up
The media blows your head up
Stars in the sky you looking up
Back down now sit down & shut up
You are not the first
And won’t be the last
Don’t know your history that’s sad
The gimmick you pimp
Goes deeper then what you think
Open up a book & read the Black ink
I’m the first, please
You better believe
Many came before you
Don’t mean to pop your balloon
Truth will come out soon
Looking & sounding like a fool
Your lyrics make me sick
Lily-pop sucking the flavor out of Hip-Hop
Don’t want to be down with Krip-Hop
It’s ok because you suck
Cussing every other word
Quack quack quack u Mc Duck
Flip-Flopping out of water
We don’t attack our own
Trying to make you better
So we can work together
But you get up
To continue to climb that ladder
News stories screams
“The First Disabled Rapper!”
Both don’t want to go deeper
Spotlight on one
While many are shun
Used as the flavor of the month
Living in the closet
Dirty laundry is pilling up
Your identity wants to come out
Fighting with yourself
Chains are off
But your brain is still locked up
Falling from up above
People moving out of the way
So you can face your stuff
You have no choice
To see you are one of many
Will u comprehend that u stand on history
Providing steps to today
Realizing u has a duty
To your community
Now u r older
From youth to elder
Want to share with your son & daughter
Turned to conscious Hip-Hop from gangster
Doors that were open are now shut
Must feed your family now you are stuck
Pushing back on what u helped create
But is it too late is this the end
Can Hip-Hop be born again
By Leroy Moore
1/23/11