ha, here I go again back on my flow again knockin' down doors cause oppurtunity ain't openin' but I'm still copin' and the sounds still dope elevating with no rope that means I'm floatin' man or levetatin' every level I'm on, I'm making a record, lookin' like a crime scene yellow tape and some chalk police sirens goin off' in the dark but they ain't found the killer yet so hush, and smoke on your kush while I'm fucking shit up like George Bush yeah. I steady keep this mic on blaze y'all fuckers can't even heat shit up with a microwave a fiend for this here everytime I hop in I put on my psycho stare it's quite unfair how I light the stairs and escalate without a care and it's rather evident the point that I'm provin' is that with every alphabet I jott my rhymes are improvin' and as long as you ain't autistic you should be approving the fact that when it comes to being artistic my skills never lack dropped My Base and now I'm back cause if there's one thing I'm good at, then homie that'll be rap my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with Everyday I wake up with jaded eyes I ain't faded I am insomniac meaning I sleep deprive to an extent 'til I fall asleep with my pen my face hits the paper and completes the unfinished sentences musta transmitted telepathically through my brain I think I might have a superpower or maybe I'm one the devil's apprentices 'cause everything can be a gift and a curse anything can be for the better or worse but don't worry, I'll never find myself in a dump no matter the depth of the slump no, not as long as I've air in my lungs and my heart still pump my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with everybody knows that this rap game ain't for mundanes everybody blows better make way for the sensei and I'm so outta this earth no, outta this world fuck I'm sayin'? outta this universe lyrical murderer killing shit within 16 bars, yeah a uni-verse and I make the planets revolve around me fuck the illuminati if I had 3 hands I'd use 2 to make a triangle and put a middle finger behind it fuckers be hidin' it's not like y'all have any other option want my soul? then make sure your the highest bidder cause I just put it on e-bay, up for auction my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with my heart, my soul, my mind leavin' you with my life, my time, my grind leavin' you with my sense, my lines, my rhymes leavin' you with my pain, my gain, my climb leavin' you with

my brain tellin' me stop yellin do not go through with the plot and commit felony as I jott bars on the spot gun's done being cocked safety unlocked bang bang and you drop yeaah, still high caliber weaponry sharp shootin's a specialty y'all stopped movin, this dark music a lot of stupids fell casualties victims of lyrical calligraphy making no excuses for nobility if you've got no ability better stay outta my vicinity or you might have to eat, drink, piss, shit artificially this art's officially been screwed over missionary by motherfuckers who should be buried for making rap so generic I mean, come on where are the visionaries? fuck it I'm here and still breathing going into every track with guns blazing come on cunts face it I shot you down bang bang messin' with me ain't good for your welfare jump you in front of your house and dump your body elsewhere for no other reason but wearing pants tighter than what elves wear call me old fashioned but I'd rather be that than brain dead I ain't a friend of no trends cause in the end it's something they all pretend never happend if not stab 'em with a dirty syringe thoughts are deranged and on that level of crazy that no one can transcend what can I say everytime I rap I just lay my 2 cents on the table y'all making shit up writing your own fables talkin' a lot of smack but not doing a damn thing put two more in the chamber I shot you down bang bang don't get it twisted I ain't a gangsta and nor do I condone it I'm a rhymer who ain't happy with the state of rap at the moment too many phonies and incompetents own it to the listeners pay attention to what's spoken it ain't just random words they were well written poems we gotta take rap back to when it was abstract now we don't lack that but all the mainstream does is half ass but I'm way past that see when I spit it's like I make macs blast cause the pen is mightier than the sword and when I write word after word it's like I'm reloading the ammunition and getting ready for warfare and with these lyrical bullets I shot you down bang bang

now most people aren't amazed by hip-hop as I am but ever since the first time I heard a rap I've been admiring these dudes who put words together bend them in a form to express their thoughts and narrate a story through the songs spew out their emotion over the instrumentals and I'll be listening to it all day long ooh this rap shit's what keeps me stable damn I'd be unable to go on without it not now it's too late once it get's you, you can't fight it y'all can throw me away and lock me up in a solitary confinement I'll still be thinking of it in my mind and there's no way to stop it which is perfect see I've learnt a lot from rap and I idolize a lot of these rappers helped me through a lot of my life chapters see a lot of you don't understand but to us hip-hop heads, this is a holy land this is where we get our peace and serenity when we hear these beats we forget about the enemies our minds drift in the lyrics serving as a remedy disposing all the bullshit saved in our memory for the moment it feels like we're in heaven G I don't give a fuck about what y'all say this is one of the highest form of art to me right up there with Michelangelo's sculptures that's why I stay up late at night writing rhymes 'cause I'm tryina give back what I received from the culture throw your hands up 1 time for the rhymers 2 times for the producers 3 times for the fans 4 times for the culture throw your hands up 1 time for the rhymers 2 times for the producers 3 times for the fans 4 times for the culture throw your hands up, throw your hands up for the culture

age of the barbarians, ways of the ancient followed us to the days we in still mothers, fathers, daughters and sons being killed for no reason schools and movie theaters being shot up like it's fucking open season can't even run from the hunters cause they've set a charge near the marathon hope and freedom both's been beaten by awoken demon he be schemin' and never be leavin' and he's gotten us so monotonous. All we care about is oneself no one ever stops to think for a second bout who wants help we're pushin' our selves farther away than back when the continents drifted my thoughts get me lifted and I see things from a different angle I'm consciously gifted all this non sense is expected cause the crave for power and money is excessive succes is one thing people label as their highest priority, it get's them so obsessive so much that they don't care about how it's effective in other countries the naked truth is hideous so they sell these pretty dresses manufactured by the cheapest labor so the checks that they cash in are in their favour ain't that impressive? we're in all kind of messes truth be told humanity should never have existed

every day the same routine slowly being imprinted in our genes wake up tired as fuck get dressed how do I look? don't give a shit going to work not going clubbing bitch now I'm out of the house door's gotta be locked walking down the same road same place same folks same pay same work same stress so some smoke plain sucks is there some hope? some cope but some don't some quit but some can't gotta buy their sons pants some stay quiet but some rant some devoted some say it's hell some promoted but some fail some sink but some sail some drink some inhale some free some in jail same shit both victims of the system yo if you're out or imprisoned loc no difference ain't that some joke? mutiny against monotony the same old shit's really startin' to bother me I'm taking a stand you're welcome to follow me get the marching band we're going on a rally spree mutiny against monotony the same old shit's really starting to bother me we can change shit if we work unitedly let's walk down the paths of harmony finally home long day don't care what your parents, spouse or kids got to say frustrated and angry gotta eat, relax and sleep nightmares and bad dreams keeping you awake toss und turn in your bed hating this phase few more hours then same shit all over again mutiny against monotony the same old shit's really startin' to bother me I'm taking a stand you're welcome to follow me get the marching band we're going on a rally spree mutiny against monotony the same old shit's really starting to bother me we can change shit if we work unitedly let's walk down the paths of harmony

feels like floating in deep space nothing around me is in place I'm a mouse in a rat race attempting to escape this steel cage never gonna get out of this course don't possess the force needed the emptiness is strong I'm practically defeated don't let me fall into this hole my whole existence is being deleted the life I have is futile I'm nothing more than a living fetus fuck these monsters are brutal I'm falling into a thousand pieces nothing I try is useful they seem to know all of my weakness they deceived me by saying this world is fruitful they convinced me to join this planet's people now I'm devastated but to them it's all facetious eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void victim of this fabrication infinite depth to this void I'm facing sinking deeper as the clocks are pacing traveling to this infernal destination even your best behaviour won't be your saviour 'cause if you've ever lived you've done what the devil did and got Satan's affirmative and if that is nat as nuts as it gets then wait til it really gets foul see I'm on no meds but I still see these demons follow me like nomads and show me shit that no man supposed to see I never accepted my birth It was given to me forcefully and now I'm trapped in this pitch black pit for eternity eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void just steer clear of the void else you'll never again know joy just steer clear of the void else you'll never again know joy no coming out once your in it stay away since the beginning no coming out once your in it stay away since the beginning eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void eyes blinded by polaroids ears stuffed to lower noise mouth muffed to mute my voice all I'm tryina do is avoid the void

Doing this shit relentless so the track gon' bump and you know I'm about to murk these punks give me the microphone first so you can dig like a shovel when the dog's 'bout to bust y'all just hush like a muzzle puttin' words together to make art and exercise the mind like a puzzle hotter than a tea kettle when it whistle and sharp as a chisel let's get corrections are perfected so here's the master plan 'cause this young G's impressive always spittin' it sick and never anything defective while you fuckers ruinin' the game I'm true in the game all the while booing the game but I'm never off track mic's in my hand til I'm in a coffin understand? and I ain't pushin' up daisies anytime soon so remember the name and the voice cause it's about to boom doomed anyone who chooses to defy me then the beefs gonna be deep fried meat leap for your seat the show's 'bout to start my aim is so precise always hit the bulls eye but I never play darts I just deal with the cards in my hand that it's useless to resist this shit it's the W-I-S oh yes I'm fly D-U-M-B n J-A-Y-S-U-P on a hellafied funky beat I bring the heat as I complete the speech I put rappers to sleep oh and if y'all gon' sell your soul atleast ask for a receipt but that ain't necessary if you've got talent if not it's just better ya stay silent

uh, and I'll wait for it anxiously I eat chicken everyday and even dream about it in my fantasies mmmm those wings, those legs, those breasts the best food in the world fuck everything else get me some fried chicken and nuggets and I'mma eat more than a whole bucket gobble it up so repugnant now, this is how I devour grilled poultry first I spread it's thighs lick it in the middle and work my way up slowly till the wings get me high shit but for tonight just with a whole lot of ketchup and mayonnaise and let me enter a phase where I craze for that white meat can't think straight my minds stuck in a maze when I see a nice fat chicken sandwich and waffle fries as a side dish yo, what she order? not fish and not chips if she's a smart bitch cause that isn't what makes me enter divine bliss nope not even beef or pig oops I meant pork but let's just leave it at this a lot of you rappers posin' as G's while you're 100 percent whores how y'all gon rap when y'all can't talk y'all sissies I'll split you apart like wings from KFC and hence that shit don't really phase me eat so much chicken that sometimes I can be a cock but y'all just hens and chicks females and babies all I've been seeing lately but fuck it let's change the topic my belly craves for something with crisp and spice that's when I whip the dips and knives out and eat 'til my lights out or untill my mouth's sour and If I can't finish it I'm taking it back to my house so good, that I'm feelin aroused when It's dinner time you can hear me moaning aloud so don't be alarmed cause I ain't payin' for shit with my money so the next time we're at the mall dummy

Daydreaming about the future where we've made it where we're selling cds, appear on tvs no more underrated my mind playing numerous interview sessions gettin' ready for when the day comes gotta stay conscious and answer their questions tell 'em what my quest is and describe my visions proceeding to imagine myself on a stage countless fans screaming my name I'm killing it setting the show in flames felt so real, I had to put it on a track always pushin' forward never lookin back we're the new x-men but this ain't future past we're the new x-men now let our music blast (S'Flex' Verse) daydreaming, star gazing reachin' high, amazing I see tomorrow, hearts racing I see tomorrow, our status (Mar-One's Verse) KingZilla, got this shit on lock KingZilla, dreaming never stops KingZilla, future of hip-hop

you can never forget your roots but that don't mean you cant grow don't let your life be pre-written Why gon' let someone else run your show for? drive your own car no need for a chauffeur steer it to the lane of your choice show 'em your voice loud and clear fuck a mimic be a pioneer atleast that's how I get by middle finger in the sky and you fools be wondering why? why's this dude rapping shouldn't he be on bollywood set, dancin'? y'all say an indian rapper is funny well go ahead laugh at that same thing y'all did to Shady but then he signed to aftermath y'all forgetting rap ain't about colour and ethnicity it also dwells internationally there ain't just east coast, west coast there's a whole globe no joke open your mind and widen your horizon the moment you realise there's more to it it'll make your eyes spin thankfully our movement is rising slow and steady hopefully the folks are ready 'cause I'm willing to sacrifice everything and commiting myself to my rhymes see you can either get rich quick or stay real and grind I'm stuck in a dilemma cause I'm really wanting the shine but selling out never even comes to my mind what affects does the spotlight really have if you've never been in darker times so I'm fine, with waitin' it out doin' a mixtape and layin' it out telling y'all what I'm really about 'cause a lot of you think I'm a wanna be nigga nah, never would change who I am the stupid wise giy niggas smokin' 'til they're cuckoo sky high my temper is what they're testing when they keep asking me If I blow trees so I tell 'em nah I don't fucking smoke weed and I never will so stop asking me that fucking question duffle bags duffle bags all youngsters do is huff on crack hopin' to get high as hover crafts walkin' 'round actin' hard rockin' they're obey hats but respect is what they really lack fuck 'em this song's about me y'all trippin if you think I'm like the nicest cat see I've been a dick rude anti social and arrogant plus I hate kids I'm the opposite of Benedict these days these kids be twerkin' slenderman and pedo bear in the shadows lurking I smell murder in the air I'm right there filming everything in first person

(Wisdumb is) I'm a fucking yeah I'm a (hell yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit (yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit I'm a little illeterate when I let it rip tearing your ligaments with these legitimate letters I litter so clever they light up now riddle this how you gon' fiddle with a river splittin magnificient lyricist unforgiving degenerate nemesis of the fucking media and politics I be spreadin' immediate abolishing of the clearly up polished shit rhyming merely adolescent rapping solely for a dollar's scent there's just so much I tolerate wackest shit being sold for a taller rate naw fuck that the rockstar's here to dominate (Wisdumb is) I'm a fucking yeah I'm a (hell yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit (yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit get ready for my tyranny my words are the epitome of rap cause I flow so flawless people wanna mirror me so dope, can't endure it lie down in agony you faggots be braggin I'm mashing, slashing and thrashing I show no compassion, y'all transforming rap into fashion I'm keepin' it immaculate with action spittin' til you're saturated metaphors from another planet like saturn no match for me, still lighting a fire up under your asses the masses never heard of me I'm brand new straight outta the package a savage like a Jaguar from Amazon after fasting through ramadan (Wisdumb is) I'm a fucking yeah I'm a (hell yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit (yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit yo I ain't done, brig the beat back! so caught up in the drama and their image the artists forget about the message the industry's a wreckage I'm choking 'em by their necklace the track is a cemetery, all of you cunts' deathplace ain't nothin' to mess with my mind I express it like a bullet train by bendin them words send em in curves so many syllables occur sync 'em with similiar verbs for you and so is a song conjured sprinkle on several metaphors, make 'em green with envy like emeralds so is the recipe for serving 'em something they never have heard (Wisdumb is) I'm a fucking yeah I'm a (hell yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit (yeah) keep on rocking you go do your lame thing (yeah) claim you run the game but you ain't shit

Nothing like the old school let's turn the clocks arms back back to when they found rap back to dj kool herc's scratch 1520 sedgwick avenue birthplace of hip-hop who ever knew? that'd be the start of something this great everlasting, been goin' on for decades since then countless records set straight so many lives done changed there ain't nothin' like the old school man mathematics talib kweli black star enlightened the whole planet Big L, G Rap, 2Pac, Biggie Gangstarr, K.R.S, Snoop Dogg, P.E. old school paved the road to guide mcs Rakim to this day still the god mc their music will see no end possessing immortality what made 'em so perfect was each were different with their own personality unique sounds and a message tell flash and the five I still got theirs in my inbox no need to stress it forever appreciated forever celebrated see I wish I was born earlier so I could cherish this era first hand really sink into it like quicksand and click with it like bootkamp watch the rise of legends like N.W.A. and Wu-Tang yeah this is where I get my inspiration it's what get's me up, my elevation what got me writing, my initiation still quite a few doin' it in all their name can't believe hip-hop made it all the way into rock n roll hall of fame no matter what new shit they come up with it's all cool there's still never gonna be nothin' like the old school