As we move towards the new millennium We will no communicate with vocal inflections It be necessary to communicate through telekinesis We will open your and concentrate harder Focus, focus, focus, focus, hey brother, it is?
Raps like Wars, only the stars die Its no sequels, B3 cases, Before Morpheus and Neo was 'em We was duckin' roulettes in the hood Remo Williams
Understand an underground cipritate Get serious or die laughin like Ritter Young Eastwood, tryin' to eat good easy, relax, Mac like Fleetwood
Keep snorin, keep sleepin, I'll keep back, lay in the cut like Neosporin Came out of the fallopian Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians
Flies all in my teeth, stomach out Niggas want on the weed but ain't kickin' out See this is not Idol' is me tryin' to eat, human survival
Spit at favorite rapper, take his title Stick needles in his eyeballs 'til his signs are no longer is ain't that, I'm not them These those rhymes, I'm not him
This is more like cocaine all Shine like the new halogen fog lights, no More like sunshine and one in your mind To remind you of you were nine
Before you were bustin' It wasn't to grind them Now we all on our And you got the nerve to press frisbees, it is?
it is? it is? it is?
If I'm not home on the range, me at the range Practicin my aim, gat you in your brain, They I was backpacks, slept Didnt know he kept inside the knapsack
Today's do skate by hits Run in your crib on some 'Queer Eye for the Guy' shit But not homosexuals, they in gunplay Rearrange your furniture, fix your Shui
They be it's cute But a B up in the glove box, cutter in the With the sex and no ice either To fight the arms, I'm not talkin' wifebeaters either
When they see me they say that nigga My last name should be 'That's That Sounds kinda nice, Pharoahe that's Never catch me with plastic cat fast niggas
With the that's so influential Niggas up, they get no instrumentals now time you spittin' on mine Bet your bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes, it is?
it is? it is? it is?