Released on May 18, 2010

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[Intro]

What we have here is the alpha and the omega, I spit it

Bear witness to the greatest and the latest

They try to hate us, yo


[Verse 1]

Witness the evolution of spitting, it's wicked and it's decadent

Revolutions per minute every time the record spin

Retribution for cynics like a stick-up kid with weapons

In Brooklyn they say I run it, the 'Natti is checking in

No matter the terminology, blood splatter artistically

It's looking like a Jackson Pollock painting, it's a mystery

Really should be brothers united against the industry

The african diaspora scatter with shattered history

The game missing me, rap is so repetitive

Although I ain't your blood or your cuz, it's all relative

I got a gang of rhymes, and Tone's beats is banging

We moving through the streets like we slanging dimes

It's magical, how the track so classical

To cats who got gats tucked in they sweats like Plaxico

I'm back from my sabbatical, voice of the future

Black radical, keeping all the damage as collateral


[Hook]

Listening to instrumentals

Thinking bout all the things I've been through

The music just a peek into my life as a window

It's so Hi-Tek and it's all so simple

Even if I'm knocked down, I don't stay down

Even if I get down, I don't lay down

Hotter than the tar on the city playground

Hotter than the tar on the city playground


[Verse 2]

Aiyyo, I'm taking all bets, I'm settling all debts

A giant leap for man begin with the small steps

From a sword to a set, to my people on the picket line

Who sick of getting treated like them aliens in District 9

I juxtapose my business mind with my spirit

What, I'm just supposed to keep you comfortable with the lyrics?

I know the flow disturbing, I know for certain

Just because you know all about the artist don't mean you know the person

You don't know me, I run labels

These unstable rappers so phoney

I try to listen but they as boring as missionary position

So I'm shitting on these niggas like dysentery conditions

I'm sitting on the throne, you dreaming that it's empty soon

Nobody feeling you, you screaming in an empty room

The tree that fall in the forest, nobody hearing you

Even though you fall the hardest, don't get me started


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

Yo, I build up my defenses when I'm left to my devices

Time gets suspended more than DMX driver's license

My music's steady, not affected by the higher prices

People having sex in the streets like Dionysus

You know what my advice is? Fuck my advice, live your life

Stop tripping like everything a minor crisis

I'm making sacrifices, my history is black as Isis

I don't think that I can trust you if you lack in vices

I never miss a beat, the liquor make me slur

They takes my words, try to twist 'em like a Swisher Sweet with sticky herb

American History X, your teeth will hit the curb

It's easy cause I'm ill with the wordplay, I still flip the bird

Like Jeezy, we stripped it down, now it's exposed

I suppose my flow is "The Emperor's New Clothes"

Although I'm always by myself, I never ride alone

The music on, then I'm right at home, zoning


[Hook]


[Outro]

Yeah, it's the pavement, word is bond

Don't be scared to think man, don't be scared

I know what's in your brain, it's scary man

You're only using like ten per cent

The other ninety per cent is scary man

But don't be scared, scary ass niggas, ay!