[Verse 1: Kaizer]

Dear K to the a, i, z to the e, r

You've come so far and you're stirring up a storm

Got the bitches buzzin' like you're comin' in a swarm

Flowin' like a river, this the reason you were born

Soaring through the kush clouds; good fortune

So ill and I'm just feelin' it; distortion

Don't you break a sweat, just sweat it out (uh)

And if your swag isn't on point, just - wanna hear a fuss

I wanna tell a story but I don't know how to start

I guess that I have started, the ship is ready to depart

You see it in a flash before the world is cut to shards

Part of me is cut, the other part of me is sharp

The sea of words is endless and I am just a shark

I wanna bite the game but the game is just a harp

Beautifully conflicted, I could never ruin art

Look into a higher power, listen to your heart

[Chorus: Big - ∃]

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so hard

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so

[Verse 2: Kaizer]

I almost found the Truth in it but it was just too dark

You can see it in the light or even read it in the stars

Hear it in the sound of bliss and listen to the cause

But there's always the unpleasant truth behind a great applause

Masterminds accelerate the weapon of death

Moral folks attempt a shot to bless the best from the rest

While everyone else turns to anything less

Considerable pest, it's clearly a mess

It's all just a test that's been left for the flesh

Tainted and abused; misused, it cuts you, too

Even if you're not dead, this is your cue to sue (oo)

But you can't win in a black faction, packin'

For corruption and destruction, it's a low key mission, switchin'

And if they try to revolt, they tell you to a quit the bitchin' (uh)

[Chorus: Big - ∃]

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so hard

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so

[Verse 3: Kaizer]

Chronicler conspiracies get blurred with the vision of perks

Got a - concerned with the chronic alert

What are we gonna do, boy, we gotta get through, too

We gotta rise up to the moment of Truth

With the mind bending fact that we're livin' the proof

So we gotta get back to the reason we rap

With the intention to spread love and the passion to get bread

Above and beyond that, and if I can find the time

To let loose and unwind, then I can see through the light

That defines why I write rhymes

Paint a perfect picture with a pastel of hope

Peer into it's greatness, now you see why I'm dope

Listen to the lyrics that I carefully wrote

As I'm breathing meaning behind every little note (x2)

(Uh)

[Chorus: Big - ∃]

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so hard

You make it so hard, it's hard to see the light because you make it so