VERSE 1

It started with 2 turntables and a mic / Lightning strike / Electricity / MC rip rhymes, DJ cut the wax viciously / The combo / maliciously raw / ingenious and precise / Mad nice / Soon to be subject to mad heists / Brothers talking bout they rock mad ice / Living mad shiesty / In the battle of art versus trends / poetry ends when money contends / The recipe blends / and becomes diluted / polluted in fact / But check who's been recruited in tact with rhymes for your mind / Everyday's a struggle cause society framed you / But raise your head and walk with pride because I came to...

VERSE 2

The only place I can find justice is deep inside of these lines that I design / Displaying situations of the times / People in general are targets of big money markets / and we're all disposable /unless you come ready to work fully posable / with suit and tie / ready to buy / into the bullshit images / People claiming that money is what their religion is / Filthy females that are visionless / and flows that are precisionless / Let me be your mind's eye / Envision this / Rise above / Your power is limitless / The ghetto's designed to leave you spiritless / Living from day to day / Dodging AK (47) spray / Brothaz doing anything for pay / in streets that spite the light of day / The fallen God's been lead astray / I must retaliate / (Why?) / Because they made it that way / Fully educated rhyme spray / My way is to give you something to cling to / so you can survive dilemmas that you live through / then exist through your life and focus on being in search of what's real / instead of just relying on the steel

VERSE 3

Check it / This is the new lyrical selection / Red, Black, & Green protection / Motivation and pride connection / Moving the focus of your perception away from nice cars with fuel injection / The lesson is often taught / but never heard / leaving your vision forever blurred / Killing for wealth in a world that's absurd / with hate and killing / and fate / delivered by a villain / fucked up from skunk and malt liquor and now he's illin / cause he hasn't had a meal in 3 days / Chopped your neck in 3 ways / common occurrences these days / Soon to be locked in a cell for raising hell / Looking back upon his life / wondering where he fell / But martyrs tell / of many uncivil nights / while battling for civil rights / Brothaz die cause ignorance plights / and ignorance fights progress in all shapes and types / by blocking the lights of success from brothaz' sights / So a nigga snipes his brother who he claims he never likes / and snatches his Adidas or Nikes / so I drop knowledge on mics until apocalypse strikes / Atomic blasts blowing brothaz off dirt bikes / I mold the soil into dirt spikes and jump straight from the top of the chart / and drive em through the devil's heart / It's time to revolt and restart / and live our lives from the heart / and bring this music back to the art / rip it apart