P.S.A. Lyrics

Intro:
Yea, Can't Stop, Won't Stop, RRC baby
This is our season, Young Thewz in the building, this is a public service announcement

Verse:
So here it go lord, no telling folk lore
This is true, this is young, this is Thewz, its how I do
As far as the flow go, ain't nobody on my level
Tryna help the U.S. but Bush still callin' me the devil
When I rap, its just misplaced aggression
Let me vent, and forget about listener discretion
I spit raw, which means I'm talkin' the truth
I don't rap for my health, which means I'm talkin' to you
So I suggest you listen up, instead of hearin' me down
You could hate if you want, but all I'll do is turn it around
Cuz I realize that the hate comes in showers
Turn it into rage, then convert it into power
Knowledge is power, so I turn hate in to brain mass
You were in 1st til I came, now you dead last
Two man race, please pick up the pace
I want a challenge, but for now I'm kicking dust in your face.

Outro:
Yea, thats how I do, I don't hear any of that trash they be talkin.
Cuz I know they only hate cuz they wanna front like they better,
But they remain the same, and I be gettin that chedder

(Thanks to Matthew for these lyrics)