I make music unbelievable, inconceivable
I be on kamikaze missions, hittin tracks head on
For those who dared to disrespect this game that I bled on

I'm headstrong, I make rash decisions
While I'm spittin pure salt that'll crash your vision
You got the game on lock, then I smash your prison

I make empires crumble when I clash with rhythm
Your whole group straight fruit with no passion in 'em
All day all night, tryin to break down my guard

But you can't crack the cypher of the underground God
Gonna make me {$#&@} around and have to pull your sound cards
Haven't been to that level but I hope I'm tested

When I get there I hope I don't, choke and wreck it
So I can go out dope and, most respected


It was 1986
I was a baby in the mix
Now it's 2012, on the verge of apocalypse

I'm like Johnny Mnemonic
With the ill verse, but I'm hooked on phonics
You wanna get up on it

It'll cost you six mill' to get bionic
And that's the old level
You want original sin I can bring the devil

But I'd rather play the angel
No excuse me, play the angle
But she's so fly, she got halo

And she should do as she's told
Play with my Skittles 'til she taste the rainbow
On the dancefloor, we throw 'bows

Ask "Billie Jean," I can make the ground glow
Serious like the color of blood
But I'm pure like color of doves



It's the H2O flow here to hydrate your soul

Break out the mold as we stay on the go
The ink flows between lines until it reaches the side
And then it starts again marking this world cause I'm close to god

But that ain't nothing special cause the elements in all of us
Every morning when I rise I get high like the tide
Stone cold on the mic, there ain't no water in my eyes

It's "The Low End Theory," everything moves in cycles
The way that Kobe Bryant is playing like he's Michael
It's the harmony like ebony and ivory keys

Played to the tune of a moon pulling seas
The notes that I quote can't be wrote with a pen
But felt between your skin, just close your eyes and let it in