The slang is heavenly the pedigree, Shawshank assemblies

We bang melodies, crowd'II boomerang the energy

Locked in blank memories, pop them thangs steadily

Merrily, before I let go Franky Beverly

Set in a maze, cycles, inherited praise

The merit of jades, played by discredited slaves

Every days the proof and embedded on stage

To spark a deliberate blaze:

We double-team on tracks with killer-themes

Turn wax to guillotines

The illest dreams of abstract sinister screens

The Rap ldi Amin, a mack and triple beams

We stick record-execs in their black limousines

Fuck what you heard ops, the world turns to stop

My nerves’ll burst shots at blurred disturbed cops

You get got, I work curves & dots

Ya hide behind a mask like Shirley Murdock

Could you relate to the promises given

Could you regroup and pay homage in prison

Follow the system! Now, could you watch

Them demolish your kingdom ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!

Could you break all them promises given

Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to

Rhythms, honestly listen! Now, let faith be a part of your vision ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!

Sticks and stones, visions of chrome and twisted homes

Brainstorms drift in zones of Bonz Malone'

Me & Mrs. Jones intoned to Nina Simone

L'm jinxing poems on mystic thrones ...

To alI my don dons, wherever they at or where they come from

Fugitives on the run run choking_ their very lunges numb

Biographies: humdrum, prophecies: undone

The function's to slap rappers with a pump-gun!

Forfeit, the orbit of grand exalted

My plans seem often like the hands that arson

Plant the corbins in the lands of orphans

The Co-operate, similar to gangs in Boston

Square: The Architects the walking threats

We palm your chest then bomb your decks ...

Cause & Effect, arm cadets to rob the vets

L'm in the heart of queens like the ballpark of Mets

Could you relate to the promises given

Could you regroup and pay homage in prison

Follow the system! Now, could you watch

Them demolish your kingdom ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!

Could you break all them promises given

Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to

Rhythms, honestly listen! Now, let faith be a part of your vision ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!

I squeeze the pen, my tears repent the deepest sins

Read these hymns I breed these gems on bleeding skin

My peers and friends are fearless men

Iman & Rasul 're like Siamese twins!

EI-Producto, the raw composed disclosed gusto

The Cold-Crush-Four, slash, Oh Oh those cut-throats

Gun-smoke, bitch we never gave a fuck though

We shine so bright, leaving all of ya sun stroked ...

Control the planets as told to abbots

With horse and carriage, gold or granite, the force of malice

Organic episodes of havoc

Ask yourself when your soul has vanished!

My infinite mind is the Einstein's mimicking time

Spirits refined, at prime l'm vivid with mine

Giving them signs, crime-rhyme limited shrines:

Ya better work on them feminine lines …

Could you relate to the promises given

Could you regroup and pay homage in prison

Follow the system! Now, could you watch

Them demolish your kingdom ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!

Could you break all them promises given

Could you revolt and empty a cartridge to

Rhythms, honestly listen! Now, let faith be a part of your vision ...

Lt's just na na na Knowledge & Wisdom!