[Chorus]

We got the cure for mortality

The remedy for your self-destructive mentality

Reality check, one, two, look to the firmament

This is the fix that's permanent, heard of it

[Verse 1: Othello]

Finding the flaws in the immune systems of emcees

Culture-oriented syringes containing the vaccine

Remedy injected melody dissected boom bap infected

Methods of ethics and measures of critical conditions

Missing having to pay the admission fee

By having a friend work at the front desk, or I myself being the emcee

Delivering means of relevancy on CD, heard but never seen

Never me 'cause I believe in face-to-face orientation

Bum-rushing sections if it is or isn't vacant

Press on to my walk with God and pull away from being complacent

The major faith operator

If its dope I'll have to buy it, secular industry infiltrator raider

With the ability to bring verbal ethnicity

To all regions of sick diseased hip hoppers in need of care immediately

I be the O-T-H-E-double-L-O

W,oven into the fabrics of seldom produced material we individuals

[Chorus]

We got the cure for mortality

The remedy for your self-destructive mentality

Reality check, one, two, look to the firmament

This is the fix that's permanent, heard of it

[Verse 2: Page One]

Fresher than newborn, tighter than a shoehorn

Blind mortal men if I appear to them in my true form

Shining like fluorescent, sharp and well-rounded like crescent

Keeping em guessin but retaining the essence

[Verse 3: Othello]

I possess the capability to rock immaculately

For me being connected to C-H-R-I-S-T

And having to deal with diseases is a J-O-B

I'm working minimum wage so when can I get a raise

[Verse 4: Page One]

Phat like a black Magnum 44 graffiti pen

Change like a chameleon so you will not see me when

I drop on you like a thief in the night with a dope banger

And leave these emcees all bent out of shape like a coat hanger

[Verse 5: Othello]

From lingering in the bottom of what I'm not able to see

Is potentially an opportunity to be where God is calling me

Scared to death like it was armed robbery

Do I have to deal with wack material for the rest of my time to sharpen me?

[Verse 6: Page One]

One time for your cranium, taking you through subterranean passages

Perhaps this is gonna blow up or get slept on like mattresses

But after this, you'll be denouncing them wicked practices

Come back to this realm of the living like Lazarus

And ain't no fiction, the prediction is disastrous

A stack of atlases couldn't measure how phat this is

Your blasphemous words'll never get past your lips if you ain't graspin this

Representin God but never took the glory that was His

[Verse 7: Othello]

Isn't it miraculous how people can clap to this

B-boys can dance to this, DJs can scratch to this

Christ and hip hop activists rocking ever so passionate

Changing how they operate, not caring what their habits is

[Chorus]

We got the cure for mortality

The remedy for your self-destructive mentality

Reality check, one, two, look to the firmament

This is the fix that's permanent, heard of it