Yo  the bare facts make 'em take Flight like Air Max
 Hyperdermix raps  share it and you'll both have tracks
 Dope man supply fire to wax  push your wigs back
 Hit ya like a tall cat  make ya relapse
 Never before have ya ever heard this level of raw
 My metaphors touch down like the hammer of Thor
 Knee deep into the war  sirens and gats roar
 Livin life  ragin bull  life's the matador
 I soar, above the law, branded illegal
 They still rush my door cuz I'm power to the people
 Sharp as an eagle's claw, certified lethal
 Keanu Reaves can't match the Speed I exceed to
 Crash the party, make 'em jump like KenEvil
 I take cash in advance and blast off on retrieval

 "Check the bangin sounds that I invent, marvelous...
 Check--check, marvelous...
 Check the bangin--the bangin sounds that I invent" -> Ghostface Killah

 [Inspectah Deck]
 Yo, yo
 I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm
 Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison
 For those on the streets, rock ir in your system
 One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin
 Representin all those who ain't got a pot to piss in
 Went from small timer to a top position
 I'm not kiddin, so what? Radio's not mixin
 While shots whistlin, niggas on my block listen
 to the Uncontrolled, mentally hold you P.O.W.
 Comin through, ain't no good, ain't no love for you
 Cameleons play the wrong side of the fence
 Switchin like Clark Kent when the drama commence
 Ladies and gent's, my poetry's beyond intense
 Find me in the trench, while you hold your spot on the bench
 Best invest in me, favored heavenly
 I.N.S., address me, as your excellency
 Successfully defendin my belt with first rounders
 Where close friends get treated the same as out-of-towners

 "Check--check--check--check the bangin sounds that I invent...
 Check--check--check--check--check--check...
 Check the bangin--the bangin--the bangin...
 The bangin sounds--sounds that I invent" -> Ghostface Killah

 [Inspectah Deck]
 Jurrasic insides, I rise above the norm'
 Urban icon, ridin on the eye of the storm
 Veteran form, spaz like memories of 'nam
 Duckin bombs on the rendezvous with Miss Saigon
 Calm assassin, showin my face so they can know
 When on Beatstreet, I paint a picture like Raymo
 On the lay-low, makin dough, aimin to blow
 Got away to go, so I'm just takin it slow
 >From the Shao' borough, throwin the thoroughbred flow
 Echoin in the ghetto, throughout the metro
 'Bout to let it go, give me some room to elbow
 Watch bitches stick to a nigga like velcro
 Yo, the plan is to grap what I can within my reach
 Expand like the crystal white sands that fill the beach
 With my hand on the piece, one eye is on the beast
 Through the rhyme I teach history class and move the mass

 ..

 I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm
 Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison
 For those on the streets, rock ir in your system
 One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo*

 I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm
 Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison
 For those on the streets, rock ir in your system
 One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo