The Gift Of Gab - Up lyrics

[Gift of Gab]

Check it out... Gift of Gab... Fourth Dimensional Rocketships, Goin' Up

To the ink on the paper from the top of the brain

Ghetto youth zone rythms that are louder than pain

From Suedo to Cali it's all the same, people in chains

Where H2O Children cock it back and take aim

See, just the other day I was catchin' a cab

The driver came from his country to America to grab

A slice of the pie, he said my people haven't seen

The extremeness of hard times, I said "what you mean?"

He said it's people in his country that would love to live

Inside these ghetto's, they live inside of shacks, and the kids

Don't see any kinds of education, boys and girls

Starve and die, and no money when your country is third world

I said "I yearn for change all over the map

From a system deeply rooted in hate, it sets traps

Crack, liquor stores, guns, plus our culture was robbed

And we was sought, self-hated, major belief that God

Was outside, denied free thought, feelin' the pressure

Of the hellish eternity visions of, the oppressor

With the long white beard, lookin' down I keep, hopin' it

'll change 'til then, please don't expect me to get over it"

Before I bounced out, I said "Peace, love

Ain't no reason why nobody need to suffer in pov-

erty, while others gettin' richer it's the same old song"

Before I closed the door and bounced I told him "change gon' come"

See I know they don't tell us that we really of Gods

Dwellin' in infinity, through the power of now

I spread the good Karma out, grab a pen a sheet

And empty out my mind, so the ancestors can speak through me

I tweak the beats, rock, eat the beats up

Dwellin' in the Fourth Dimension of spirit I'm Goin' Up

And it can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, ain't gon' stop

Aim for the top, straight blowin' up

It's like that (That's whassup)