look into your past life what do you see
you could be anything you desire to be
do you see misery or yourself in victory
do you see liberty or the penitentiary
do you see your friends or enemies what about poverty
it got to be my hip hop philosophy
that got me to the top of society's monopolies
a loser will not be me
look into your future what do you see
look into your past life what do you see
so what do you see man what do you see
i treat the mic like a crystal ball leafs are full
played it cool did grams until i heard the cool
fire caset with krs teaching me the rule of hip hop
it made my path a lot brighter
time to realize nothings how it has to be
anything you desire can become a reality
we bring philosophies you ain't used to
in a delorean stormin' in back from the future
they're trying to confuse you like words from a mp
they want you to conform and not be free like you should be
step outside the box imagine what you could see
or you would see if only you believed it
we only use a small part of our brain it's no secret
look into your past life what do you see
so what do you see man what do you see
is this my destiny
or did i let the things in life get the best of me
i made my own recipe i feel the need to bless the beat
but then i'll take whatever's left for me
cos' every person is an unwritten book
the gaze ain't locked you have to work to have a look
train the mental like i do over instrumentals
like when i freestyle for hours with powers that's influential
prevent you maybe you just gotta climb a fence dude
even if it don't make sense it'll clear in the future
i've got to breathe
i've got to bring shit
all you've got to do is open your eyes to see
look into your future what do you see
you could be anything you desire to be
so what do you see man what do you see
when you think about your life and the path that you pursue
and are you 100 satisfied with what you do
there's been many that have made it many more that did not
i dedicate my life to hip hop
i could've been a minimum wage earnin' burger flipping slob
i could've been some dead beat father with kids that miss him
began to stir and formulate my moves
your mind should always be searching for ways for you to improve
there's no perfection just perception of preconceptions
you should strive to be the exception
i learnt from teach freedom of speech
my growing tentacles are further in they reach
halt to a screech
what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
as long as you learn
