(feat. The Grouch)



You ever think that we live on the planet?



Fly.. with.. me..

Mid-night breeze.. over trees..

Breathe.. emancipation of your mind

Liquidation, incrimination of a, false nation

Two thousand millenium occupation black poet on the run

Track translation information dictation wasting masons

Lacing the world with, pseudo-supremacy

Alien residency, blue collar presentry

Wu-Tang inhumane two thousand chinks came since 1840 main!

Objective being selective on Earth's precious metals

Stealing newborns out the ghetto, who knew?

People thought it was voodoo, ? ? ?

The bright shiny ass catapults to Earth, hittin the gas tractor

with a blast exploding Earthward fear

Knowing we're not the only ones out.. there

1998 we see clear reception on your TV, able

to see any place any time cave, lines and four lines

In a hundred years time we invented the impossible

Orson Welles gospel hostile times lay near

The album 2004 video camera digital, that sucks.. humans in

Experiment on - Do you know the the fundamentals of a phone

How many motherfuckin miles away, still bug your ass at home?

While you listen to your favorite CD, do we SEE

The magic, or does it brainwash us

Feeble, surprised when the alien weevil, soaks our head

with A-1 sauce, when you asleep needle, in your neck

Trying to figure out what the heck you gonna do now?



(Man get down off my damn bed, what the hell is wrong with you?)



Right now.. [x3]

Do you see, what's goin on?

Right now..



To say they harass me is just to say the least

Police and mo' money disturb me in my sleep

Very unclever ways to get paid by lucky, government detectives

and agencies they hunt me, so funny how I never thought

credit would just slump me, scratch that bank account

No chance of me stackin, I'm livin out my pockets

Spending on a trophy, thinkin how they laughin

Saying, "Damn he owe us money," talk BULLshit

Walkin these thoughts through Central Park

Trying to get these records off, mashin through the dark

Ages of the populous, popular we ain't

Officers sent up with fresh paint, or new shit

Just tracks getting ripped

And reputations built like spots, when, you turn around

and the shit's a fucking highrise, building longevity

Sky's the only limit, _Destiny is Success_ like a tape

tossed at cannibus duck, the univited come

with scorching heat seeking out, leaking out to the rap books

of those who peep it out, and buy it



Right now..

Do you see do you see, what's goin on?

Right now..

Do you see do you see, what's goin on?

Right now..

Do you see see, what's goin on?

Right now..



Parent thee I create in the state of open-mindedness

Hopin you findin this to be the finest, timeless

piece of clockwork to emerge on the verge of nabbing

your attention grabbing due respect, it's true so check

out the background we put it down to fat sound acknowledge

greatness in solid, shapeless form, expression performed

Discretion, for more to be advised

We utilize controversy, forever at the mercy of none

First we be done, now you see the motion set forth

by devotion to the sport that I'm coaching

When the whistle blows intial flows stun you

Really just a young crew havin fun too, we ready to run through

This industry offending me on the daily

Knowing that my talent comes as often as a comet named ...

Baby feel the blanking, cause everyone's an emcee RIGHT NOW

despite style.. cracking a tight smile

Greasing palms, each embalmed with bullshit

Who'll get never past the present, disappear when I rule this



Can you see it?