[Verse 1]

Envision a landscape that backdates to 80s Miami

That’s when this kid moved there with his family, straight outta Cali

At an early age

Already learning the traits that’ll carry with him from his early stages to the pearly gates

Even as a child it’s hard to ignore the murder rates

When all your life fights, shots and flashing lights were commonplace

Before the drama shows, and Serato codes

I’m talking FM to cassette

Pause, the song is yours

By the time I got on that Cypress Hill my mind was blowed

My homie Gregman had the ganja rolled

Will Deal introduced me to Mic Geronimo

But I still had love for the west

Had the vinyl version of Domino

So Vamanos

MC battles I title hold

But I was more concerned with resonating around the globe

Sweet as the blood of diabetics to honor why I did it

Love as a fan, foremost, before the writer credits

[Verse 2]

Suspense was never missin’ for instance I witnessed multiple heists, was possibly in ‘em

Both culprit & victim

But I went through premonitions, envisioning better living

Started timid, flipped my confidence to a higher percentage

Never minding my image

Never intended to be hip-hop’s first Cuba-Rican rap nerd, I just did it

There comes a moment when you notice the truth

There’s no avoiding the absolute

This always was you

Sobering moments from a Dr. Potted

Hoping the knowledge spreads to the hypocritical oafs that surround it

The front page shows crazy bumpkins got played like trumpets

Currently 80 muskets are waving at lady justice

So naturally rappers like me demand action in droves

Don’t dismiss me as a battle rapper cause I snap on my poems

Battling bigotry using imagery

From every moment in history to now til infinity

[Cashmere The Pro]

[Verse 3]

You see their faces in the cypher

The dreams of taking it higher

Writers with phat lines with hopes of making it tighter

It’s the desire

To be the greatest is what they aspire

They light up the minute when you eye ‘em

Spittin the fire

Dragon saliva drippin

You see the entire mission

They ain't just live to be hip when their kind is wired different

The source comes from loss

Still they finding additions

The force of they cause

That got the empire trippin

The growth of the youngin is the result of the struggling

The product of corner hugging

The gun bussin’ & hustling

The strip clubbin’ and thuggin’ was cliche

The beast way

He lynched emcees in silence while pressed hunting for substance

No levy broken to wreck off the dome

Syllables more than Gs when there’s more than double X in your chromosomes

It’s like you lost your zone

Ain’t reach your twilight

Step in the limelight

And it just feels like you’re going home