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Hickory dickery oh shocks
L.O.G checked his clock
But it seemed to have stopped
Guess he was out of luck
You might think it’s funny by that silly intro
But no no no no no no people no
This is as serious as it could be
Coming from those bothering thoughts in me
Well you know I love my music and my rap
Still people tell me kid you’re not black
What does that got to do with rap now
We passed that stage, ain’t we now
So don’t give me that negative stare
I earn my keeps that’s why I’m here
I got a major plan
To make a better land
And if you don’t understand
Why don’t you tell me man
What’s this about black power uprising revolution
Why can’t we make it a crime free unity of the nations
All you have to do is take the time out
To figure what life’s about
Why don’t you just leave me be
Let me sit under my old immortal tree
Stopa the crime
Stopa te hate
Give yourself time
To get some faith
I live my life the way I want to
And do things I love to do
And I ask this question true
Why the heck can’t you?
This is a fact
I’m born to back
And interact
To the max
Put my track
On the rack
Zes Atak!
This one is about peace and love and equality
Things that motivate me
And don’t tell me nobody’s pure at heart
They make you think with ways like that
But you can get out of history that made you bad
You can get away from memories that makes you sad
Sayings are sayings they can all be buried
Don’t let any saying make you worried
But listen to this advice
You gotta pay your dues and price
Hear this all things are possible
But only if you feel that you’re able
It’s all the mind games
You know it’s all the same
A person who controls more of their brain
Could give their life so many gains
Si that’s what I try to do more of
Give myself more soul, edge and love
Cause I coulda been a killer, coulda been a priest
Coulda been a miller, coulda been a disease
But as we all know those ways are no gain
If you keep up with the flow those things are no win
Yo this is the mac
daddy L.O.G I’m knack
I don’t take crack
I stack
Rhymes back to back
I’m a snack
In a musical pack
Zes Atak!
You inflated ego headed tutical
Know someday you’re gonna fall
Without the glory or the fame
Soon people would forget your name
So make something of yourself
There are people whoi could help
And some even want to
But if you keep making them blue
Do you think they’ll reach out their hand
To show you that they understand
The mad boys and bad boys
They’re really sad boys
But don’t give them gun toys
So they can be glad boys
Why do you love money so much?
Can it give you a tender touch?
I ain’t talking bout a ho’
I ain’t talking bout a gigolo
Think about it if you had all the money in the world
If you’re a girl, no boy, if you’re a boy, no girl
What would you do with it?
When everybody else is using something that fit
With all basic needs so free
Everybody else living in love and harmony
Ain’t no rigado rigado roughness
Ain’t no toughness
Nobody id missed
Not even Veatrice!
Yo poump the jack
Ain’t no white or black
Everything in tac
No crease or crack
No teeth has plaque
It is mirac
Qlus in dac
Zes Atak!
Yo power to the people
I mean all the people who never had power before
And I mean the power of love
Sing some songs of love
Sing songs of hope
Don’t make another bluff
Don’t cut another rope
Sing songs of peace
Sing songs of harmony
Tame the beast
Help calm the angry sea
Yo sing songs of freedom
And don’t act like a bum
Take some brain medication
I mean free your mind
Step away from your nation
Just for a little while
Don’t matter what you feel
Everybody needs some time alone
Whether fiction or real
Sometimes you gotta be away from home
Ain’t no cac
Tus in the ark
Or in the park
Much after dark
So don’t hit the sac
Or play the pac
Man game in drac
Or with the yak
Or your friend Jack
So you know to act
But there’s a Zes Atak!
A Zes Atak I think you know what it is
It’s just like bursting a bubble of goodness
Something like the Armageddon
Held under The Good One
No crap, no crime, no hate, no devil
No kind of little or big eveil
Don’t you see we need the Zes Atak
Life: It could make us best at that
We could do it in no time flat
Have a lot of soul and heart
It’s fact I’m back to interact to the max
My track on the rack, it’s the mac I’m knack
No crack, so I snack and stack back to back
In a pack and made a pact with me no lack
No jack, no white black, seal the crack in tac
It’s a mirac in dac, my teeth no plaque
And aplaque in cac, Noah built an ark
In the park it was dark so they lit the sac
Didn’t play pac, man in the drac with zack the yak
With all of that, crap, rap, zap flat , no act
It’s time to start the Zes Atak
So hickory dickery oh shocks
I better check my clock
And it better don’t stop
So we all have good luck!
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