[Intro: A conversation between Guru and Elijah Shabazz]
Peace, Brother Elijah
Hey, peace Guru, how you doing?
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?
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, Judaism, Buddhaism –
Old Schoolism or New Schoolism –
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
[Chorus]
Now that we're getting 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 Robbin Hood Theory (Robbin Hood Theory...)
[Verse 1]
I seek Sun, deceive none, for "Each one must teach one"
At least one must flow, and show the structure, of freedom
It's me, dunn – 'cause petty things, we don't need 'em
Let's focus to create something 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 Robbin Hood Theory (My Robbin 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 true, 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 outcome
So I take this opportunity, yes, to ruin thee–
Devilish forces fucking up my Black community
And we ain't doing no more interviews
'Til we get paid out the frame, like motherfuckin' 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? Await, son
You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share
You front on us this year? Consider yourself blown out of here
Yeah... by my Robbin Hood Theory
[Chorus]
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 Robbin Hood Theory
[Verse 3]
God is Universal, he is the Ruler Universal
For those who can't follow – that spells GURU, 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 Robbin Hood Theory
[Chorus]
Now that we're getting 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 Robbin Hood Theory
