Authentic Level Of Greatness - Canibus

I had faith that the youth has to save the day

We gotta let the chips fall where they may

Feud Elvis paved the way, however I’m ashamed to say

The foundation just faded away

I told the limelight bovine in the cold mine

Sometimes it gets so dark your soul can’t shine

What you do when justice takes years or more?

But your world is 24 hours from being destroyed

No time machines to tamper inbetween reality

No time for apathy or religious fantasy

Just you against the dragon beast

What you gonna do?

(What you gonna do?)

I don’t know.

That’s why I’m asking you

Ima die on my feet like my favorite OG

My favorite OG ain’t dead yet, blame it on me

Stay frosty, wake up like «Bis, get off me!»

And I don’t calm down till I taste my coffee

The blind man jump batman, no rope

That’s the only way to get outta this hellhole

Just be honest, you made a false positive promise

The rap artists piling up like ocean garments

So operative bullnose, full blown turbo flow

You motherfuckers don’t deserve no dough

They gotta U. S Republic minority budget

To start a school for hip hop, nonprofit or public

You see anyone that tells you they coming to save you?

is lying

'Cause you gotta save yourself

No matter what happens in the spiritual world of action

They wanna be compensated to hell

When they deal with their own they pull the trigger too late

But everyone else get dealt with, they don’t hesitate

No mercy, no time to marinate

They ain’t satisfied till we living in a terra-state

Guess what, we’ll get used to it

Ain’t nothing new to us

Adapt to the just, that’s how we used to do it

Destructive humans, destructive underground acoustics

They totally destroyed our music

Stripped of our honor;

laid down the rest in the garden

Martyred, no chance of post-humuous pardon

Too bad, rag top jag sugar hill swag

Ride around with the top down listening to jazz

'Cause y’all act like y’all so much better than cavemen

But all that knowledge just brought you enslavement

Sentient, awareness, remove

Dumbed down in a careless mood, I’m barely amused

So much more pressure than ever

Should the predecessor be more or lesser than their successor?

Good question

Unapologetic regret, questions still go unaddressed

How he feels now is anybody’s guess

During this age of iron and widespread gun violence

The puppet masters strings are now wireless

Blindfolded, one more cigarette

What’s your last request?

Maybe that life can outlast death

In a metaphor turf war, the all time great work horse

The war of the worlds, just for the sport

On the other hand, I’ve got faith

The youth gotta save the day, the chips gotta fall where they may

The elders didn’t pave the way

I’m ashamed to say, that our future is the future we made

Ladies and gentleman…