If everybody was blind, then there’d be no love tainted.
Emotions wouldn’t be painted, and girls wouldn’t be rated.
If everybody was blind, you’d fall in love with bigger things
And I don’t mean the size of the package she brings.
It don’t matter if she’s Pam, Trinity, Cindy or Mallory,
You wouldn’t fall in love with her body, but instead her personality.
If everybody was blind, only true love would exist.
You would see things inside of ‘em that having eyes makes you miss.
It doesn’t matter what you look like, cause for the blind, shape is shapeless
Baatin, T3, and Elzhi could be known for who they are, and they’d be faceless.
If everybody was blind, Detroit wouldn’t be a stereotype
Of a black motor city, it’d be a city of life
It’d be a place where all the blind people could shine,
Not because of they’re ice, because of spirit sublime.
If everybody was blind, music wouldn’t be about the image,
It’d be about the skill, about the message, about things said by Slum Village.
If everybody was blind only real love would exist
If everybody was blind only real love would exist
If everybody was blind.