Why

Class in session,what, is, democracy?

Yo it's the rule of the people, the self rule

It's what the people want

That's right, but is this a democracy?

Nah, democracy is a goal to be attained

That's right, the character of the people should be reflected

In the laws and the institution of the state

Pssh, I don't see my character reflected, tell me

Why are all the schools, they fallin' apart?

And why the youth not takin' no musical art?

And why the professionals really don't know where to start?

No, one, really, cares, about

Why the people ain't trustin' the law and the order

And why the hookers from 70's look like our daughters?

And why the radio station they help with the slaughter?

No, one, really, cares, about

The mind, they usin' until it's time they doin' a rhyme

Will ruin what you doin' if you crime pursuin'

Let me tell you 'bout gettin' your family out the mean ghetto

To green meadows where you can finally be settled

That street level, freak level, pullin' out heat level

Eatin' meat level, deceit level, that's that beast level

You gotta stand upright in a house with three levels

Where you don't even see devils

Unless he shovels the snow

Many philosophers live on the low

Never crazy hazy or lazy we get up and go

Whaddya know,

I'm always teaching after the show

Not messin' with hoes,

I'm with my wife, changin' my clothes

Blowin' my nose, deliverin' blows to foes

With new flows, then disappear where nobody knows

Cause I got too many questions, too many lessons

I gotta go, too many people stressin' but

I gotta know

Why these officers gunnin' us down on our block?

And why the

President never steps in on these cops?

And why the mayor don't even look like he in shock?

No, one, really, cares, about

Why the call of the poor is always ignored?

And why the senators governors breakin' the law?

And why they taxin' and taxin' and taxin' the poor?

No one really cares about

You, me or themselves you can tell, they livin' in hell

But they come on the

TV lookin' so swell

Sellin' you dreams of schemes of you gettin' green and cream

But they never explain the work and all it means

You got to visualize, close the lid on your eyes

And visualize, minimize lies

See yourself bigger in size, quicker to rise up

Wise up climb up, before your time's up but

Why are all the schools, they fallin' apart?

And why the youth not takin' no musical art?

And why the professionals really don't know where to start?

No, one, really, cares, about

Why the people ain't trustin' the law and the order

And why the hookers from 70's look like our daughters?

And why the radio station they help with the slaughter?

No, one, really, cares, about

The votesThat's right

The politics

That's right

The government you know

Uh-huh, people basically have the government they want

If people felt dissed, they'd be out rebellin' right now