This industry will make you lose intensity - Common

The perseverence of a rebel, I drop heavier levels
of unseen or heard, a king with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occurred
Some say I'm too deep, but I'm in too deep to sleep

I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you can either fight, fuck, or dream to it

But once the man got you well he altered the native
Told her if she got an image and a gimmick
That she could make money,
and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's universal
She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs lickin' rock and dressin' hip
And on some dumb shit