Renaissance

[Verse 1: Capital D] Sitting at the lakefront working on my next LP At 55th and LSD and you will see You see something about the water man, it soothes the soul Rinses, cleanses, and keeps us all I swear without nature I'd go insane On these concrete streets, I can't maintain Woke up this morning in a vile ass mood So I came to the lake to change my attitude And my altitude, with a blackened mind I'm wondering what made Malcolm smile In the midst of hate, and ostracism How do people maintain in the optimism? Sometimes I think I'm losing mine If I ain't writing or producing, I'm one step from losing my mind I gotta loosen up and find a way to unwind without no weed and wine I'm peeping out the people as they pass me by I see a thieving fly flavor and I'm asking for a sign Staring at the skyscrapers, scratching the sky Blocking out the sunshine, got me asking why [Hook] It don't matter where you at if you don't know the time If you need a lift, hold tight, you 'bout to climb Keep the elevation for your soul, body, and mind The renaissance, the renaissance [Verse 2: J. Sands] It don't matter where you at if you don't know the time Wise words I heard as a youth still in my mind Feeling divine, revealing the sign, for healing the blind Cause too many cats have been locked or killed in the crime Where I live stick-up-kids concealing the nine They stealing your shine, front how I live spilling your spine Chicken-heads is a dime a dozen willing to grind Mad kids, no husbands, there's a million fine Through out my area code, it's mass hysteria mode Shaken got us feeling like inferior foes But no (?) myself, my interior grows Makes it felt when I deliver my exterior blows To any obstacle What did you think? I want my pockets full Very possible, because this world is filled with lots of jewels The best one is the one that last forever Cause it's the one you treasure, the principle of pleasure [Hook x2] [Verse 3: J. Sands] Through the eyes of the wise, let me paint a picture Sands without the Rawls, like the J without the mixer We spit the scripts so hot, your ears blister That's why you cop a fixture of the all natural elixir Combined with The Catalysts makes it hazardous To those who think not and want to test the fabulous I take you out, then bring you back like Lazarus J Sands, Capital D, the strategists [Verse 4: Capital D] We using music as an answer to this inner city cancer I guess I'm blessed with my chance to advance the Hip-hop art, and add my add spark The catechist to the catalysts spreading light on the dark So we embark on a journey from here to win From the land of three rivers to the city of wind With the pen, we ascend on air like The Nonce With my fellow confidants, continue in the renaissance [Hook x2]