"The Foreword From Soul Brother #1" lyrics

The death of a rapper
The death of a culture
The destructive infrastructure (God!)
(Come back home)
Let us begin
We would like to welcome to the stage
The world-renowned
Soul Brother number one (one!)
To provide a few words of insight on the current state of hip hop
(Come back home)
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We present to you
The inculpable, the incredible
Soul Brother number one (God!)
(Come back home)
All praise be to The Most High (God!)

Go take a current look at the state of hip hop and tell me what you see
Most of these motherfuckers are blind as can be
If you wearin' glasses, you gon' need a new prescription
If you like dope shit, this your new addiction
Stop lookin', listen
Oh this shit sound the same and it sound like there's something missin'
They placin' crowns on justice
That ain't a king, there's a difference
These niggas ain't leaders, they're leeches
Feastin' off short attention span and poor rollout plan
Let us bow our head in praise to the deal of the party
(Come back home)
Soul Brother number one (one!)