[Crayon:]

So-so-so-so many hated we assimilated and eradicated

Man I'm glad I made it

From being posted in position

We stood and listen

To mad rappers grown men cater to children

So-so-stop resisting we better not bitter got bigger

For block niggaz could see the bigger picture

My meta-meta-morphosis took over label and branch offices torching it

With infinite lyrical original rhetoric intricate subject and predicate

Handle the matter so delicate can I kick it

From projects to houses with picket fences uncensored

Can we name another rhymer who can get it poppin proper

Without bullet wounds or diss record drama

But I'm a innovator ain't too many greater when pen hits the paper

Point is taken through eardrum then cerebellum

Fillin your melon with words until you can't believe what you heard

Brother you heard?

We longshots came up from the curb


[Rock Shabazz:]

I disregard layman's terms

And create your favorite words

You Solomon niggaz can speak to the birds

In battles I'm King Herod, I'll serve a nigga

With words that's sicker than germs and Hitler

It burns, you learn I'm Ali with the pen (the greatest)

My verbal rope-a-dope'll choke the Pope

Rush the Vatican with Native American folks

Rock Lumumba, Rock Nkrumah, Rock Guevarra

Crayon's Castro

To the Chinese I'm Mao Tse-Tung

Rappers with red books inside their palms

Bite my style while I read the Qur'an


[HOOK: Rock Shabazz]

I'm the rap Holden Caulfield, on or off field I'm a soldier

In the trenches, in the benches in your projects

I'm a soldier

Shroud of Turin bandanas, banana-clip hammers

Rushin your place, I'll lace your Jesus piece's face

Ice grillin me, I'll set flames to your face

Die with your click on the way

I laugh

Sword of Damocles swings above

Heads of commercial thugs

Sands through the hourglass, showers blast

We bust dragons, kidnapping Bush

Throw him off a building, land in front of children

Every afternoon at three

I strangle white girls by MTV

Hanging with chickenheads and thieves like Ronald McDonalds

Make Molotov cocktails with Armadale bottles and Gucci cloth

After I rhyme, girls wipe they coochies off


[Crayon:]

I'm the general

Godz pulling your rank

You just an insect under my tank

Wrote all my rhymes in poisonous ink

83 more in my memory bank

Look at you fake, fraudulent fucks

Claming you bust but really you run

Head severed from the lead out of my pump

Fellas feel froggy get ready to jump

Rhyme of the month took a matter of minutes

Formulate sentences to carry the rythmn

From circuits circulating, cowards perpetrating

I'm not spittin rhymes im regurgitating


[HOOK]


[Crayon:]

Which way will you have it, pen or the cannon

We got the sickest tandem brewin (bruin)

Since Charles and Eddie O'Bannon ruined Kansas run at the championship

Evangilists consider me Jesus of Nazareth

But that's a stretch I'm more like Moses

Rap explosive

Brief your soldiers it's all over


[Rock Shabazz:]

I ran with housing crooks

Who each read a thousand books

A savage, hang with animals call me Christopher Robbin

Stick 'em and rob 'em

Yes we a problem

Like Oedipus, niggaz is motherfuckas

Frauds and bustas, y'all some suckas begone

Justice pass the mic to Crayon


[Crayon:]

This is hunger music Hallelujah we made it

While back on the block they all stuck to the pavement

Death and depression of many lessons

Blood of my brethren meeting up in heaven

I feel the end is nearer every second

Ignore the streets it's only me I'm repping

So i'm defined a Longshot

To survive with the odds that are pitting against us


[Rock Shabazz:]

This world's coming to an end

I gotta repent for my sins

This earth is corrupt

The death, disease, the gangs, the guns

The crack, the coke the liquor the blunts

The misconceptions the lies

Excuses, the shootings the prostitution

The prisons the fame

Thugs, checks and slugs

Sex and War, gotta repent before


[HOOK]