Intro: Inspectah Deck (whispering)]

Elevation (x15)



[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

Tired of trials and tribulations

It seems like life is Hell dreams the only way of escapin

to worlds that's beyond imagination

I know a place I could take you there through elevation



[Inspectah Deck]

Where I come from young ones pump jums for lump sums

Bustin guns trust none become son

Truth spells broke loose shells that propel

Where I'm dwellin, niggaz bail, tellin what you sellin

My nigga Tone just came home but improvised

The system tried to give him 5 more for gettin high

Fly Stacy, daddy's little lady fucks crazily

Wavy after baby, lost the shape fancy lately

Used to spend the quiet nights home, now she likes to roam

Feelin quite grown, caught in like cyclones

I was taught be the wise of glide and I'll impass

to advance, learn the science of life and earn the masters

Trapped in the havoc, I'm forced to go the whole

Although, it might spell a jail cell and no parole

I fight with the force of Steve Austin

Until my arms can no longer hold off the coffin

In this ghetto Heaven, God bless the children

Whose shattered dreams are offered and hard to mend

We don't believe in Heaven, we livin in Hell

Tryin to escaped, but fate's sealed in the bomb shell

Feelin like U'ey, he knew they would pnat the plot

When high-tech surveillance got my moves on watch

So, I drop jewels, use the music to educate

Can't celebrate 'til we elevate



[Chorus