As we move forward towards the new We will no longer communicate with inflections It will be to communicate through telekinesis We will open your mind and concentrate Focus, focus, focus, focus, hey brother, it is?
like Star Wars, only the stars die Its no sequels, B3 cases, Morpheus and Neo was killin 'em We was duckin' in the hood like Remo Williams
an underground bomb cipritate Get or die laughin like John Ritter Young Eastwood, just to eat good easy, relax, Mac like Fleetwood
Keep snorin, keep sleepin, keep tourin Come back, lay in the cut Neosporin Came out of the blastin' Pharoahe hungrier Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stomach out Niggas want dibs on the weed but ain't out See is not 'American Idol' is me tryin' to eat, human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, take his Stick needles in his eyeballs 'til his are no longer vital This is that, I'm not them These ain't rhymes, I'm not him
This is more like all night Shine like the new five fog lights, no More like sunshine and one line in your To remind you of when you were
you were bustin' cherries It wasn't necessary to them Now we all on our And you got the nerve to frisbees, what it is?
it is? it is? it is?
If I'm not on the range, catch me at the range Practicin my aim, gat you in brain, shame They thought I was backpacks, Didnt know that he inside the knapsack
niggas do skate by hits Run in your crib on some 'Queer Eye for the Straight shit But not homosexuals, they master in Rearrange your furniture, fix your Feng
They be swearin' it's But a B up in the box, cutter in the boot the sex appeal and no ice either To fight the bear arms, I'm not talkin' wifebeaters
they see me they say that's that nigga My last name should be 'That's Nigga' kinda nice, Pharoahe that's that Never me with them plastic cat fast niggas
With the flow that's so Niggas fucked up, they get no now Next time you on mine Bet bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes, what it is?
it is? it is? it is?