I'm a product of poverty, the hard luck kid
Could've gave up a long time ago but pops never did
I hated bein' poor but the hopes he instilled in me
Told me to go after my dreams and that is still with me
Remaining true to self without a compromise
Thus able to sit through the bullshit and the lies
Did my share of wrongdoings, still managed to survive
What don't kill us make us stronger, but it's a blessin' I'm alive
In a world of hustlers and corporate crooks
Perverted priests, I see the beast everywhere that I look
And a government so criminal that calling them criminal
Is almost disrespect to anyone labelled a criminal
Sad state of affairs and the outlook looks bleak
When folks use religion to start World War Three
This is Paradise Lost watching them parasites win
The only righteous battle is the battle within
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared
My conceptions like reflections on my state of affairs
Arms length from the army, as the system ain't fair
Can't change it, waste of time figuring out who to blame
And complaining only gets another dose of the same
Gotta do something homie, can't keep fighting ourselves
Gotta organise our fall before the ring of the bell
Predisposition to rebel 'cause of the way I was raised
I ain't afraid to raise hell if it'll make somethin' change
Father was a pain of state, at war with the system
Till God came and freed him, broke his soul out it's prison
Lord knows I miss him, now I carry the torch
I'm takin' out you suckers and I do it for sport
Who woulda thought after all I've been through in this game
I would still be around despite the struggle and pain
But I'm a warrior, fight to keep them demons at bay
My songs scream revolution every time that they play
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared
I'm a self-made man, avoided most of the pitfalls
That took away my friends, they met their end with the pitfalls
Gambling their life for one roll of the dice
Tryna find an easy way out of struggle and strife
Buying into the illusion, all the mirrors and smoke
Weaker this, and a perfection to think that's how I'd go
So we stay broke, spend our last buck on the lotto
Don't do nothing to change today, just pray for tomorrow
Me, I don't buy a ticket on the chance it'll hit
But I'm workin' dusk till dawn, tryna further my shit
I got dreams to fulfil, families, bellies to fill
And I ain't gotta sling a key for you to know that it's real
We all fling some dirty dollars tryna keep with the Jones'
They put away the whip but what do you think that them loans is?
Tryna stay above water, tryna find me some peace
And ain't nobody gonna tell me that it ain't in my reach
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared
The struggle ain't the key, it's how we fight that defines us
On the block, in the office, in the booths where you bind us
Everywhere you look you might not know that we there
But when revolution come, we're already prepared