| Will I see you through my Hazeus View? | 
| Will I see you through my Hazeus View? | 
| Will I see you through my Hazeus | 
| My Hazeus, my Hazeus, my Hazeus, my Hazeus view | 
| You ain’t running with the apes yet | 
| Apex at the empire state neck | 
| Hand no crown, my niggas take that | 
| In this state of mind, gotta state facts suspect nigga | 
| Get your wig pushed back tonight, to 1999 | 
| Who’d’ve thought that 19 I’d be in my prime | 
| Throw up the right scheme everything else align | 
| Here’s a penny for your thoughts another one another one | 
| Eventually the dream was bought | 
| Now that’s a real, real, real mind fuck | 
| Might fuck up your mind if you’re lighting up | 
| Make sure to take a tight if you tough | 
| Imma titan, like Zeus I enlighten them | 
| Kick flows, till it’s kung-fu fighting them | 
| Is it him, it is you who was nice as him? | 
| I don’t see nobody no, no | 
| I don’t see nobody no, no | 
| And we probably share a trait or two | 
| But I can’t see what I can’t relate to | 
| Hey Jesus will I ever get to see you through my Hazeus View? | 
| You rap niggas ain’t safe yet | 
| I keep the bombs in my basement | 
| When I detonate you can feel the vibrations | 
| I got ya mind shaking and in my right my light gon spark for generations | 
| One day my voice will be heard | 
| On every radio station cause fate rearranging and changing and this | 
| Everyday living in this life I see | 
| That in every way they wanna see my life decease | 
| But I survive the question is for how long | 
| Since my homie died, I been tryin to hold on | 
| The happy days of my life is now all gone | 
| But I cope with that weed I smoke and writing these songs | 
| But it’s should I stay should I go? | 
| Should I stay should I go? | 
| I don’t know, I don’t know | 
| Lord please let me know | 
| Everything cool like in the state of mind | 
| At this state in my correct, cool, calm, collect | 
| Deflect the corrupt with intellect | 
| I talk too much, the jig is up he has risen up | 
| From a division of, most kings, with they vision precision for precision | 
| His mind splitting, and soul uplifting | 
| But still feel so trapped in the solar system |