[Verse 1]

Me I bathe in the hotness

You eject now from cockpit

How you lames going to stop this

I’m freeing slaves when I drop shit

You better keep feeding them hell before people the people learn to think for themselves

While we give the masses the painful truth and watch the people rebel

This a whole new style of kung fu

Big hole when punch I through

The 1-2 boom bap track i subdue

With the attack....

Spit habitual

Little did you know

Spitting flow

Is a ritual

A lyrical cynical

Approach to see you all at the Pinnacle

I roll with the grand unified theory movement

Where if its not sick lyrical knowledge kicked then its useless

...you find solace in the foolishness of the industry

Me I find the freedom to say what I want pleases me

I'm not an insecure god i don’t need people to believe in me

I just need a beat and my creative mind tuned into the right frequency

Muslims & Christians like me secretly

Plotting global sabotage

Meanwhile trying teach me about decency

They say read from this book

And take heed from the crook that preaches

And say “hey heathen look!

Look how the love from our god reaches”

Even though programmed to believe this

Craziness

They eat it

And tell us we missed the tastiness

Well praise Jesus, Mohammed and intellectual laziness

Me? I’ll lay Venus

While you and the great horde

Concern yourself with what a man does with his penis

Rage war

Use that bigotry you learned in church to hate more

Cause you know all it takes is reason

To slay lords

Quiet or we’ll break yours

It seems the 4 fundamental forces

Were more important

Than your pulpit’s bad sales pitch

Control is the real culprit

Hip hop made up of retro lyrics and fresh dope beats

Unified fundamentals like the electroweak

They want to know the great unknown

We’re saying let’s go see

You want to hang out in the kiddie pool

I’m screaming let’s go deep

[Verse 2]

Next you’ll scream

Several mean

Terrible things

That we’ll need

Our specialty’s

Definitely

Wrestling with greed

You protect the regime

I reflect on the question & dream

You resign to accept the routine

Gone are the days that we all slaved over rhymes for the masses

I guess I didn't pass this

Class that we all had our ass in

Fasten your seat belts or you might fly out

A label wouldn't ever have enough money in their wallet for a buy out

Substance over style

Still you took the cheap route

I stay in the fox hole under fire trying to peak out

...how dare you compare me

Tactics meant to scare me

You thought it was a death blow

When it actually struck me barely

Cause I parried

….wiley weird flows by this weirdo

On a scale my rhyme’s thermodynamic

Temperature is zero

Consuming like a supermassive black hole

Overloading the stack flow

A thousand unified minds storming the castle

Come one come all as we stand here on the precipice

If you ain't dedicated to the integrity

What you saying is irrelevant

If knowledge was a fetish you would never get none

You just might as well be celibate

I’m an elephant

Stomping through your residence with my regiment

...Hip hop won’t ever end

That’s why they got MTV on tv

Trying to sell you a better trend

A verified myth, that labels are the answer and we need them

A paradigm shift, accompanied by a new of wave of reason

That’s why they need us to believe in

Cause their taste varies often and it changes with the season