[Shyheim]

Bring my x-ray visions

See trough you, lace for day

Every bullet counts

And we don't bush straight

I leave you in your ways

Leave your shit, spittin'

Hollow heads in your head

Hollow head collision

I'm bad news,

extra, extra, read about me

Blowin', stolen,

Cops glockin' 197 lobby

My philosophy making niggas think they rockin' me

They can't possible!

I'm not a suspect, i'm far from that

And that uncontrolled substance

Like crack, cocaine

And Inspectah Deck

I don't know how you see it

But it clean ya specks

I'm too complex, what you say complex?

I leaved you stressed with a complex

You better stop playin' games

That's the advice I suggest



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I walk like I'm at war

Talk like I'm at war

Don't sleep like it ain't war

You speek like it ain't war

Better read the "Art Of War"

Before crossing my lines

You better read the "Art Of War"

Before crossing my lines



[Shyheim]

It ain't over till we even,

I even got the life support

Machines shook to keep you breavin

I'm beef increasing, bees season

You can peep my 8 by 10 photos

In the 1-20 prison

I'm runnin to your vision, squeezin

For no reason, make it so hot

Hot summer, Shyheim should be a season

Be the greatest like Ali Muhamed

We get a million youths to march

Trough New York like I live Muhamed

Predicted platinum, ya know should dimers

27 can glamerish, we communists

And ghetto richs to the extreme

Devine put the money behind the dreams

Of the microphone vein

Now rushin trough your screams...



[Chorus x2]



[Outro:]

Bottom lines...

[Sounds of war]