[Intro: features Elijah Shabazz from Muhammad Mosque No. 7] [bad word] ] Peace Brother Elijah
[Elijah Shabazz:] Hey peace [bad word]  how you doing? [bad word] ] I'm maintaining, just been thinking though man
About the situation for today's youth man, the seeds man
What's your opinion on that?
[Elijah Shabazz:] Mmm that's strange I was thinkin the same thing
Something I read in the holy Qur'an how it says
"Has thou seen him who belies religion?
That is one who is rough, to the orphan."
And no matter what we say our religion is
Whether it's Islam, Christianity
 Juddaism, Buddha-ism, Old School-ism or New School-ism
If we're not schooling the youth WITH wisdom
 Then the sins of the father will visit the children
 And that's not keepin it real...
 That's keeping it - *WRONG*

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Now that we're gettin somewhere, you know we got to give back
 For the youth is the future no doubt that's right and exact
Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers with power
 And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
This world is ours, that's why the demons are leery
It's our inheritance; this is my Robin Hood Theory... Robin Hood Theory

 [Verse 1:]
I seek Sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one
At least one must flow and show the [bad word]  of freedom
It's me Dunn, cause petty things we don't need 'em
Let's focus to create somethin great, for all that sees them
They innocent, they know not what they face
While politicians save face genius minds lay to waste
If I wasn't kickin rhymes I'd be kickin down doors
 Creatin social change and defendin the poor
The God's always been militant, and ready for war
We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers
But first where's the safe at? Let's make em show us
And tell em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us
We bringin it back, around the way to our peeps
Cause times are way too deep, we know the Code of the Streets
Meet your defeat; this is my Robin Hood Theory... my Robin Hood Theory

 [Verse 2:]
I floss my rhymes like dentals, my mental's presidential
From the wild ghetto districts to the plush residential.
Essential, would be the message that I send you
I meant to, elevate at every venue
Pops told me to pursue what is [bad word]  and nothing other
 And nowadays I pave the way for troops of my young brothers
Necessary by all means, sort of like Malcolm
Before it's too late; I create, the best [bad word] So I take this opportunity, yes [bad word] the
Devilish forces [bad word] up my [bad word] And we ain't doing no more interviews
Til we get paid out the frame, like [bad word] Donahue
We're taking over radio, and wack media
 Cause systematically they getting greedier and greedier
Conquering turfs with my ill organization
Takin out the man while we scan the information
You wanna rhyme you best to wait son
You can't [bad word] near, if you ain't got our share
You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here
Yeah... by my Robin Hood Theory

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 [Verse 3:]
God is Universal, he is [bad word] Universal
 For those who can't follow that spells [bad word] when in my circle
I see all sides of my culture...
Design my thoughts like a sculpture
And chumps they wanna get with me cause I'm another entity
I'm sent to be, leadin the army of the century
Mention me, and snakes will retreat, eventually...
... due to my Robin Hood Theory
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