Set U Free - Wise Intelligent

Take my Mic down a lil' bit

Yoo, aha

Come with the hook

Can’t you see (Can't you see!)

The things that matter are (The things that really matter are!)

Gonna set you free (Set yourself free!)

When I think of all the riches we attain, via rap black slang, even crack

cocaine, I

Ask myself is it ever really worth it when its all so surface and a nigga lack

purpose, Why

Do I bother tryna' figure out the meaning of a life so demeaning for a necklace

i’ll die, My

Baby momma into Dolce&Gabanna all her sisters into Prada and they never buy

books!

Now all they baby’s rockin' hundred dollar sneakers having problems with they

teachers, educations not a factor

And some rappers make it clear that nuttin' matters, the pursuit of stackin'

papers breeding younger gun clappers

And now the teachers and the preachers and the pastors out here searching for

solutions, Let me say it ain’t religion!

It ain’t money politics and economics, cos the black mans problem is a fucking

lack of knowledge

Can’t you see (Can't you see!)

The things that matter are (The things that really matter are!)

Gonna set you free (Set yourself free!)

Hes just a baby on the front line wilin' cos his pappa rock a ???

, and his momma can’t cope

So his momma smoke coke, in the winter no coat, running sales in the summer

till his sneakers lack soles, Since

Black Radio done sold its soul and became a gossip column that contributes to

the violence, Uh

Moment of silence for the dead black race that measures life by the inches on a

chrome set of spinners

And us niggas who done made a lil' money, out here killing one another buncha

god damn dummys

It’s not funny, it’s the absolute truth, half the doe' we spend on lawyers

could be goin' to the youth

Got whippers

Got bitches

Got beef

Got guns

Got 99' problems that resort from 1

Not rap

Not ebonics

Not the ghetto or the violence

Cos the black mans problem is a fucking lack of knowledge

Can’t you see (Can't you see!)

The things that matter are (The things that really matter are!)

Gonna set you free (Set yourself free!)

Niggas acting like the world done change, since they made a lil' change and a

rapper won a Grammy, Shit

Niggas mistaken black people as a nation in the worst situation than the days

of plantation, Rich

Niggas of color never reach out to they brothers who surviving in these gutters

by the strip for triple beams, seems

Poor people lack the resources and the means to support the hearts desire to

pursue the right things, I

Find it hard to teach the people when they’re hungry, cos the baby’s gotta eat

and everything cost money, But

No excuses we become a race of losers and the other nations use us for they

come up when they choose tuh'

And now the elders act like we the reason why, as if our generation fell from

out the fuckin' sky

I guess the food have fallen further from the trees, cos' nobody wants to

harvest what have become of black seeds

Can’t you see (Can't you see!)

The things that matter are (The things that really matter are!)

Gonna set you free (Set yourself free!)