[Verse 1: Sev Statik]

I sung a song of Freedom way before the sixties

Shackled in my chains quickly, search for Freedom

Stick these music notes to the sky for my peoples to see em

So they might just lead em from the night to Freedom

Be it said, I made a man from a fool

Damnation is upon this earth, search for Freedom

Who else is seeing what I'm seeing ain't believing

While we're bleeding for the cause of Freedom

God's laws, I keep em close as much as any human being could

You and who? Crews left behind should

Now get in line for the Food For thought we're serving

For the Freedom I hold is worth it all gained

Change is pain, death stays the same, no growth

No hope, all lies, no sunrays, just rain

Titles are taken as the day gets longer

Stronger I become in Forgiveness For Freedom 


[Chorus: Dust on the Cuts]

"Would use the F-Word, but Ice Cube got the copyright."


[Verse 2: manCHILD]

Focus on the blurred words, hopeless in the first verse

Insert bursts of energy and Focus on the worst curse

It hurts worse, Focus until these scribbles become a picture

Wallpaper my padded cell with explicit content stickers

And I figure I noticed my Focus slipping out the back door

Things I wrote made no sense to me like a retail crack store

Decided to speak less and Focus on the track more

Found my Focus , patched the wounds, became each other's solace

Felt your Feelings with my Fingertips, Fell back from the painfulness

Found my way to my Feet again and pleaded with my label this

Is twenty-something years in the making, raw Forms of innovation

Forget the commerce. Let's Focus on creation

Focus, shoot holes in your perception, you'll hit the target

Make sure you take your shoes off when you're walking on the carpet

From the harlot to the virgin, any soul in time and space where I trod

I shake the gates of hell and Focus on God


[Chorus]


[Verse 3: The Listener]

The Fact is, most of the time I rhyme

I Force Fiction into your minds, I Feel guilty For awhile

Because of your susceptible nature

But then I smile consciously at it's design, For a Fact

I do this art like it's my only way to speak

Paint 35-second murals into your thoughts with the Fumes making you weak

The Fact of the matter is my heart tears Four ways For your bleakness

Fortunately I know that you're just being Fecicious

But that's not a Fact that most can heavily rely on

My quest is to Factually Find the balance between classic and Krylon

Forgetting the bold-Faced Facts is what you seem Free to Focus on

Deepspace5 Freaking Fictitious crews with our Fact Fractions

Fostering truth, raising up your broke minds in traction

Our Faction Flattens all lies you want to give us

Searching out Facts to uncover your injustice


[Bridge:]

"A," Absolutely, "B," Because it's dope

"C," Constantly moving heads and going for broke

"D," the Definition of Def, "E," Excel to burn emcees

"F," Finishing words eternally

[Repeat]