Readjustment - Afu-Ra

The end… justifies the means

Two-two-two wrongs… make, a right

I-I should come first, in this nation

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

Yeah, yeah… yeah

I have so many questions, guessin' what life’s about

Usin' seven of my nine lives, figurin' out

I’m goin' through it day to day

Or should I say: maze to maze?

I know that jewels light the way, listen

There’s too many shades of grey, tryin' to stay, right

Peripheral vision, is seekin' out my sunlight

I know that love is love, and hate is hate

Twenty-seven years of tribulation marking my case

Yeah, I guess I’m stressing my case

There’s only one thing I’m promised in life

That’s my fate

Born to set the pace while I’m racin' the race

I know it’s hard work, that’s why I’m holdin' the ace

As I look to jump, up on that righteous path

I got angels on one shoulder, demons on the other half

A mirror face to face, surveying my landscape

All the while I be singing in space

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

Yeah, yeah… yeah

As we haze through the haze of enslavement

While the sweat’s beatin millions of feet pound on the pavement

I know it’s nine to five, or five to nine

Forget about the thoughts that I’m wastin' my time

Just use the tutelage, of your legendary fore-fathers

Cos right now, we now the struggle is ours

It’s not too complicated, just combinations of pulling our resources

Of our sisters and our brothers

Who be a alike, that’s a little insight

The strength be coming in numbers it’s like dynamite

No riddle right, spit it right, about some real life

And are we really rich, at peace and settled?

When everyday homeless people peddle for nickels

While Easy Mo Bee strikin' a chord

Of this hip-hop oracle, desires for life

And what?

You know what I’m coming to

It’s just my point of view

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

Yeah, yeah… yeah yeah yeah (reverbs)

And as we realise life, and what?

We gotta suck it in

And are we droppin' some knowledge, or are we frontin' an'?

Your course in life, no matter how you rub it in

There’s so many roads, either you strugglin' or bubblin'

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

I’ll tell you what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

You gotta readjust the means

Tell me what I mean

Sometimes you gotta work it out

Sometimes you gotta figure it out

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

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