Succor MC's

...Yeah I see you got your "Game" face on
 But deep down I know you wish they wasn't playin' that
 Low-postin' – got you goin' through the motions
 Full of gall, fumblin' the ball to where the players' at
 Junior varsity's no match for the bigs, son
 Champion a cause – stop stressin' that division
 Titles are petty and already you display
 Traits of greatness – take this vote of confidence
 As a catalyst for armament
 The strongest men win packin' the consciousness
 Of self-worth – developin' personally to see the
 Purpose is more than letters on a shirt
 Silk-screened revolutionaries will come and go
 Esteemed visionaries most'll never know by name
 Some came just to walk through
 But if you wanna be a Tupac, too – son I got you...
 Step to the side when they...
 Push from behind
 It's a long road to travel – take time to look around
 Some avoid the water and still manage to drown
 Somethin' tells me...
 There's a reason to believe in these kids
 I feel a leader's here in our midst
 Don't be afraid to raise your fist – like this...
 But you're all about the 'real talk'
 So verbose, what's exposed when you peel the bark back?
 Hard is the shell for the skeleton
 When the mind roams it grinds bones into gelatin
 So my weapon of choice is the power to choose
 Use it like a knife slice strife in two
 Standin' over – sew the strands to the coat of many colors
 Man you gon' need it with this band of brothers
 What'd they teach you 'bout the discipline?
 What'd they teach you 'bout livin' in
 An era where the sentiment is rarer than a cent up in the tenement
 Did they mention that or weren't you listenin'?
 It's time you form your own opinion on life
 And when you're finished I'mma lend you the mic
 Supply the insight, shed light, shine bright – that's real talk, dukes
 And when you wanna rock – I got you...