Reveal to me the mysteries
Can you tell me what it means?
Explain these motions and metaphors
Unlock these secrets in me
Describe your vision, the meaning is missing
Won't anybody listen?

Define the riddles of my mind
Nothing is strictly what it seems

Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Sleeping Awake
Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Can't stop Sleeping Awake

Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake
Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping...

Can you see it? The writing,
Can you tell me what it means?
Translate the symbols, Enigma
Expressions keep questioning me
The message is written, the meaning is missing
Won't anybody Listen?

Prophesy, interpretate the signs
Nothing is really what it seems

Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Sleeping Awake
Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Can't stop Sleeping Awake

Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake
Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
And do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
And do you feel like I feel?
And can you dream like I dream?

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Or do you feel like I feel?
Or do you dream like I dream?
Anybody see me?
Anybody hear me?
Anybody feel me?
Anybody out there?!?

Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Sleeping Awake
Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Can't stop Sleeping Awake

Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake
Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake

Anybody see me?
Anybody hear me?
Anybody feel me?
Anybody out there?!?

we from the school, the school of hardknocks
who's ready to rock? (ready to rock)
are you ready to rock? (ready to rock)
round'n up suckaz, knock'em, knock'em out the box

Graduate at 13, the streets made me a scholar
flood the microphone, one by one, hear'em holler
the sure shoots, rock box, rhym'n on blasted beats
mics on my side, they call me Hip Hop Along Cassidy
rap'n catasrophe, but only time will tell
could we excel and rock bells like LL
made me feel I was ill, music euphoria
went to the doctor, D.O.C gave me the formula
hey young world, the world is yours
turned my whole wide world into metaphors
you kept me straight, when times got hard
so let me reminisce over you my God



I came through the door, I said it before
we pioneers, redefining hardcore
you want more MC's and DJ's
dues we pays 8 out of 7 days
in many ways, I've seen a lot go around
pound for pound from S.D to Boogie Down
we've been around, bout as round as they come
from all yes y'alls, to dum ditty dum dum
see this is philosophy, on the industry
that there ain't no other brothaz bout as bad as we
you see my squad stays on point
rock this funky joint.
can you dig it?