[MC Prosee]
Understand my steelo, my flow is a torpedo,
I have a mind like Neo, I'm a different negro

Different side like eco, on that Jak and Daxter
Whack rhymer, better veto, illogical, you winnin'?
Paradoxical, I'll leave a chronicle, from the time I'm philosophical,

I may look gullible, but you're full of it
Brothas' always pullin' quick from one chick to more
Thirsty mother$#&@as', ignorance galore

Throw the logic in a river, let the meaning shiver
Intelligence, the precedence is that you do not follow
Once you learn a lesson, you feel some sorrow

What about tomorrow?
Not to sound like a preacher, but I'm a logician
Leave your lies alone! My music is tradition

I have the key! Your ears are in a prison
You stay unaware! Fix your cognition
Every listen to a song, I get the commission

In every word, I'm the definition!
I hate to confuse you, but I love rhyme voodoo
If this does not suit you, I guess I'll have to mute you

I keep the pen close, as for me, I'll need another dose!
Pen to the paper, such a rush to me
It might be safer if I don't mush the seed

Intricate prose, universal poetry
If it's really deep, people will know it's me!


[Hook]
We are the monitors; people watching us
We are philosophers; people you can trust

The truth is always jus'
We are paint-buckets; you need to use the brush
You need to use the brush!

You need to use the brush!
You need to use the brush...


[Nielz]
Story of the untold prophet, untold magic
Everybody kept quiet! One word spoke! Smack across the face

^!$$%s left strokes! Be quiet
Four fingers quote! Don't speak, so they woke
The best stories ever been told, pages after pages, they fold

Created one massive book! Visionaries minds' it took
About the blue skies, told on by the spies, the guys
Who, didn't mind being trapped inside and words with no pride

That's them ^!$$%s right there
We just doin' the %#@! they won't dare
Attackin' with no fear, It's harder to see tears

So I strolled on the quest for freedom
Trapped mind, trapped words
Speaking the truth is taboo, bunch of ^!$$%s zaboo

Black and white monkeys, swingin' on branches
Artistic minds, they lynched, still we go
We branch!

They ain't heard what we spoke, the truth
The liars all choke


[Hook]