Chorus:

Suspect ^!$$%s don't come outside, you might get your whip pushed back tonight,

And i deserve my respect,
Brains don't matter if your wit get split on some third eye %#@!


Ned's declassified,
Decypher the serpent's eyes before you hit the cypher and your words appear as lies,
A gladiators spear going in between your sights or the red beam aimed at your mind,

Yall ^!$$%s killing your own kind like the color blind hunting for a flock of birds,
Wingless, trapped to the ground,
who wanna be heard,

Yet you believe were upsurd,
Cause we wanna change the way the world sees the game,
So kill yourself

Assassination of the brain dumb down enter the same lane as the insane band wagon cause we lames so they say golden age bring the pain or can we kick it ?
Methods of a shadowboxer from a Tribe Called Quest,
And i never sieze to impress or undress her,

Zip it down to reveal the contester
$#&@ common logic heed the words of a higher prophet,
$#&@ (*##$es and collect the higher profit


Chorus:


Suspect ^!$$%s don't come outside, you might get your whip pushed back tonight,
And i deserve my respect,
Brains don't matter if your wit get split on some third eye %#@!