| Yo, I walk across this world that's deceptive |
| Beats are perfected, the hood is infested |
| With more destruction, my vocal eruption |
| Speaking 'bout corruption with no introduction |
| Approach me with caution 'cause I spark losses |
| M-illa-tant rap arsonist, marchin' |
| Leaving y'all stiffer than starchin', departin' |
| Hollywood Sambos are jokes just like Martin |
| I'm the type of brother that belong in a ward |
| Hold a mic with a cord and your head with a sword |
| You self-proclaimed lames calling y'all selves "Lord" |
| All shall be floored, these claps applaud |
| Look as if a simple life when I can't afford |
| Guess I gots to get sheist and I deal in fraud |
| Listen, back to the topic of the rap philosopher |
| With more drama than a "soap opera" |
| Who stop the propaganda, hot-block commander |
| Puttin' a halt to all the backtalk and slander |
| Warnin' every challenger about the silencer |
| Muzzle in your mouth for them days that's on the calendar |
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| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught |
| From this worldly life, you'll soon depart |
| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught |
| From this worldly life, you'll soon depart (Check it out, yo) |
| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught |
| And from this worldly life, you'll soon depart |
| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught |
| And from this worldly life, you'll soon depart |
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| I'm from the valley of the heavy-heads, watch the ghetto pre-medical |
| Undergrads and steady red faces of stone |
| Eyes are crevices, life's a double-negative |
| Philly criminal, I rhyme of the dirt, Tariq already did |
| Building this Fifth foundation in the wilderness |
| Thoughtless, trespass and enter Thought's fortress |
| Limitless interest, paid to the order of the |
| Cypher slaughterer, my mic slapping 'em |
| Ayo, defenseless brothers never moving me inches |
| And P Fifth, invisible in the trenches |
| Aficionado, awesome hip-hop drug problem |
| Forget stardom, June's up in Gotham |
| Poltergeist, slit or choke the mic till it scream to me |
| "Stop that," yo, who got that? Conveniently |
| Stroll through your scenery cocked back |
| Me and Hot Mack, and I'm pushin' a '76 Cadillac |
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| Just step into the realm, bound to get caught |
| From this worldly life, you'll soon depart |
| Step into the M-illa-tant, Black Thought |
| From this worldly life, you'll soon depart (Check it out, yo) |
| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught |
| And from this worldly life, you'll soon depart |
| Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught (Uh) |
| Ayo |
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