Oh man, I got a splittin' headache   And my heart is broken up into   A thousand tiny little microscopic pieces      I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes   I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues   And not many people knows   That leaves me with a twisted view   Of the whole wide world as I know it   And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet      Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having that   And I elevate on having that   And I'll never get caught in your rabbit trap   From Yellowstone to Venezuela   Nigeria down through Australia   There's somethin' I learned that I gotta tell ya   There's a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight      Now I could been your doctor or your lawyer   Or come to your house and clean up for ya   Self destruction won't destroy ya   If you got somebody that's lookin' out for ya   Men are murdered women raped   People gettin' beat on videotape   And people elsewhere tryin' to escape      Just to come to America to lick the plate   Helicopters scope the land   Hell is here so I hope you 'stand   Hip hop culture is African   And rappers like me gon' rule the earth      I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes   I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues   And not many people knows   That leaves me with a twisted view   Of the whole wide world as I know it   And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet      Now everyday I manifest and I generate   And smoke cannabis   And I penetrate and I innovate   And I demonstrate from Los Angeles   From Amsterdam to the Northern border   Panama, Spain to Atlanta, Georgia   Somethin' I learned that I haven't told ya   Brothers like me don't live too long      Now I know you know it ain't who you know   But do you know   You see 'cause you could go just like any Joe   And that's for sho' true   So if you're straight and you're narrow   And the snake's in the barrel   And the serpent is under the rainbow   And you're head over heels instead of the reals   Then you're bound to be tangled      'Cause brothers are singin' and dancin' and rappin'   Like they was a vaudeville act   But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know self   And you gotta know God's still black   'Cause every so often I sit and I wonder why I even trip at all   'Cause half are down when I get down   The other half wanna see me fall      Waitin' around all heaven bound   And you seen that your L-7's round   And when the sky falls to the ground   And you found that the only way up is down   Don't give me no additives, no sedatives   Or preservatives, or repetitive   Rhetoric you give, just let it live   Yet my head is poundin'   I'm dealin' with this load on my mind      I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes man   I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues   And not many peoples knows   Man, that leaves me with a twisted view   Of the whole wide world as I know it   And I guess I got no choice but to be a      I got no choice but to be   I guess I got no choice but to be a poet   I guess I got no choice but to be a prophet   I guess I got no choice but to be a griot   A gangster, a athlete, a bum   A nobody, a criminal, a convict   A black man, a MC, a MC, a MC      I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes   I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues   And not many people knows   That leaves me with a twisted view   Of the whole wide world as I know it   And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet      Mmm, hmm, you know that's right   That's why people got to get their high, so they can get high   They blast and they passed the pipe to get high   Just like a Jedi, never said I would, I, even if I could I   Didn't do it but I just rather get a little shut eye   So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter   'Cause ya never know when the man is gonna drop that big one      Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, alarm the farmers   Armageddon, karma psychic readings   Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from Mars   Got two more planets to go and then I'm on my way to the stars   Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer hole   Where the men are the men and they mean it   Down where the wind don't blow where the indo grow   In the snow and everybody po'