Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Glasper
Keyboards
Black Thought
Vocals
DJ Jahi Sundance
Turntables
Derrick Hodge
Bass Guitar
Chris Dave
Drums
Bilal
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Abdul-Basit
Songwriter
Leonard Hubbard
Songwriter
Tariq Trotter
Songwriter
Ahmir Thompson
Songwriter
Kamal Gray
Songwriter
Kenyatta V. Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Glasper
Producer
Qmillion
Mixing Engineer
William Pendleton Jr
Recording Engineer
Alex Glasgow
Recording Engineer
Justin Rockafellow
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Josh Howard
Recording Engineer
Testi
[Intro]
Uh
And that's word
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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
Written by: Jimmy Grey, Kelo Williams, Kenyatta Saunders, Leonard Hubbard, Malik Abdul-Basit, Tariq Trotter