As we move towards the new millennium We will no longer communicate with vocal It will be necessary to 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' roulettes in the like Remo Williams
Understand an bomb cipritate Get serious or die laughin like Ritter Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat Breathe easy, relax, Mac Fleetwood
Keep snorin, keep sleepin, I'll tourin back, lay in the cut like Neosporin Came out of the fallopian Pharoahe than Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stickin' out Niggas want dibs on the weed but kickin' out See this is not Idol' is me tryin' to eat, human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, his title needles in his eyeballs 'til his signs are no longer vital This is ain't that, I'm not These those rhymes, I'm not him
This is more like cocaine all like the new five halogen fog lights, no More sunshine and one line in your mind To remind you of when you nine
Before you were cherries It wasn't to grind them Now we all on our And you got the to press 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 Eye for the Straight Guy' shit But not homosexuals, they master in Rearrange your furniture, fix your Feng
They be it's cute 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 wifebeaters either
When they see me they say that nigga My name should be 'That's That Nigga' Sounds kinda nice, Pharoahe that catch me with them plastic cat fast niggas
With the flow that's so Niggas fucked up, they get no now time you spittin' on mine Bet bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes, what it is?
it is? it is? it is?