[Intro]

Uh, uh

[Verse]

I’m the face of the franchise, flagship artist

Sickle and the hammer, Czar the black Marxist

And my blade been sharpened on the park bench

I’m on my dookie rope Union Square Park shit

I’m the architect and the arsonist, .45 caliber tongue

Thoughts the cartridge

Birds with they head in my lap going ostrich

And my shit been wove from a different cloth

A nigga hung like a Christian cross

El Hamidullah, I deen so no pork

Dark denim, white tee, the ‘Lo emblem

1080p in HD are my pictures

This the wide screen lifestyle

Late night corner store visine and lifestyles

Get a dutch this is too strong for White Owls

A night owl, you can find me in the after hours

Eyes wide on them niggas plotting after ours

Like P.E. live my life through the scope

I’m he who laughs last was the ass of the joke

A power shift I’m the change in the paradigm

Abnormal I played near the power lines

You fool’s gold, this that 24 karat rhyme

Clean cut with pristine clarity

Not for profit I do it like charity

In this school It’s the student verse faculty

I gotta live out my King before they Malcolm me

And put the X on me, throw the hex on me

Long barrel single shot or the tech on me

No vest on me, walk with the Lord

Behead Devil’s like a nigga talk with a sword

The ballot or the bullet, the corner or the pulpit

I recite like Negro hymns

My insight like Eloheem, my lines uncut like kilo grams

It’s hard body meets God body

Borderline verbal assault unarmed robbery

With no hands I make magic

A nigga stay over they heads

Closed caption, closed caskets and blow ashes

The mind of a torturous soul

The pen’s classic