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Equality

This song is by Afu-Ra and appears on the album Body Of The Life Force (2000).

Slow down, don't rush
I'm here to keep the peace, but I'm prepared to say, ay
Slow down, don't rush
I'm here to keep the peace, but I'm prepared, now I say

(Chorus-afu-ra)
Yeah, I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop
Yeah, I pledge allegiance to it nonstop
What, I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop
Yeah, I pledge allegiance to it nonstop

(Afu-Ra)
Meditation, equality, it keeps me level headed, the men-tal-ity
Cool, calm, posignatic with suggestion
Never stressin', heat chambers never sweatin'
Honeys cryin', cause her man she caught cheatin'
Mothers eyein', sons cut down like bushes
Daddys sicker than the land lord, just evicted
Stressed to death, month to month until he kicked it
I seen ya hustlin' on the dark streets, the mental
Look what you been through, you just escaped reality
Now what ya into, is just a technicality
Check it, deep inside of my head like TV
The lifestyle I live so crooked you won't believe me
Lessons learned that I could walk a tight rope
Even though I toke and choke, don't provoke
Uh, now you can call me Afu-Rastahood
'Cause I rob from the rich and I give to the good
Even though its for the money b, I'm droppin' dollars g
Straight shots in the head, peep the summary
Wake up in the mornin' got me yearnin' for food
Yeah, yeah what, huh, I'm that type a dude
Pledge allegiance, pay attention, payin' homage
So much time held in my hand, none for college (college)

Hey Afu, hey Afu, hey Afu, hey Afu
Slow down, don't rush,
I'm here to keep the peace but I'm prepared to bust
They wanna cut my meditation with their crooked laws
Say I can't hold a bong and smoke my love
If its war that they want we already are registered
The king, it is he, who defends me
So when its time for the showdown
We'll march in the soldiers Babylon, get thrown down
When the war is over we run up the whole town
And my spliff will stay lit from sun up till sun down
Ay, Afu


(Afu-Ra)
Stimulating, verses like blood working
Paper hits the pen like the needle to ya skin
Blow ya blood up, xena, hero-in
More contagious than sex (sex), nobody flex
Dangerous minds, little kids throw gang signs
Treacherous times, too many can't press rewind
Stress the elevation, wrap my thoughts like a mummy
Its funny, how sometimes some smart one 's a dummy
Scorin' a million, forget the S.A.T.
Now I leap on towers in Pisa, peep the ether
Wrap it in a scroll, pass it off to carmani
Lessons of exquisiteness versus poetry

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