[Suffa]
Da da-da ... $#&@ 'em all, $#&@ 'em all
Uh, so you nice with the pen, man? Oh you're with them, man?

Well you paint a pretty picture but it ain't a $#&@ing Rembrandt
Pull in your head, man, this bedlam's too raw and
this year we're bringing out Vents like new Jordans

So, get supporting or get the $#&@ out and
head to the pavilion like I was Billy Bowden
Man, I've killed a thousand emcee's careers

and you get knocked out like emcee's veneers

[Vents]

Yeah but I could see clear, visions of body bags appear
You paranoid, you fear from Bakar Bashir
You fear from the Qur'an, Osama, Islamabad drama

Pakistan, Iraq and bulletproof armour
Shark or piranha type !@$(s bite
to leave Jeffery Dahmer apartment type aftermath

Laugh at the devil from the Hilltop
Revolution for real when my %#@! drop


[Suffa]
They're scared of everything Joe, they're sweating wetting the bed sheets
But I ain't sweating it though like Rakim's techniques

Like lead sheets laid on depleted uranium
I'm trying to shield the listener from elitist Australians


[Vents] + (Suffa)
Yeah, kicking your back door down
like Shaq' ripping a backboard down on Dee Brown

Take your rebound, flip it around and slam dunk
(So take that) $#&@ that! (Payback)
The first in command remain fat


[Suffa]
I'm so defiant, man I'm slamming like Kobe Bryant

On top a blonde, I'm a beast to these Sony giants
I'm a threat to Warner, I'm a vet' to BMG
It's World War Three, Vents One strapped with TNT


[Vents]
Original funk from the doctor, we knock the stocks off your VK

Razor sharp, torture your DJ
You resort to replay, what the $#&@ was that?
Vents, Suf' back once again, must attack


[Chorus 2X: samples]
"In the shadows"

"Casting shadows over tomorrow"

[Vents]

Check it out
Yeah ... It's the return of the rebel of rhyme
Peril define attempts to take mine

We regenerate in the daytime
Feast on the remains of grape vines, straight canine
Sideways $#&@ing pigs at the same time

So feel the wrath of the menace
We gunpoint kidnap chemists, corrupt youth the premise
Concoct a compound that sound lethal

Backyard lab to medicate the people

[Suffa]

Generate the evil, immaculate rhyme
I got skills, got strength like your dad when you're nine
But you're, only as strong as the DJ that backs you

With your crew it's like, is your DJ man or a statue?
While my DJ can scratch, mix, produce and can rap too
He cuts a verse like the scar in a tattoo

or Book of Mathew, and grabs you, rolls up like rubbing tobacco bro
We come from the shadows, it goes ...


[Chorus 2X]