Besedila: Afu-Ra. Readjustment.

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 gray, 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 this 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

And as we realize 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, oh oh