[Talking]

Yeah Yeah

Solitair,

Solo,

Yeah,So?



[Solitair]

Yo

Let me take yo through the mind of a man

Driven Mad by the rhyme

My soul's been arrested for committing hate crimes

My mouth speaks the wordz

bringin' news to the ears of the blind

Catch ya self mimmicking

And think about the wordz you be speakin'

Got my soul saved by the deacon

Seekin'

To cast the demons away

What can I say?

The guardz must be crazy lettin' niggaz my stray

Ya'll can't control other things that I say

So what I said yesterday, I'm gonna have to pay for today

Call the arbitrator

C.M.P could do me a courtesy

And ask the man to copt me a plea

My actions are beyond me

I hope I can take the repurcussions

I'm chilled to the bone like a bustion

Visions of corruption perpitrate the mind state

Solitair rocks the bull th ebile till the bow breaks

Cause the stakes leavin' scars in the earth like quakes

So You better ask my Man "Choclair" "What It Takes"

I Makes........Endd meats

Like a Street Carnisore-a

More wordz than ya earz can endure-a

For Sure-a

2 by 2 like No-a

Plus my scriptures is sacred like the tora



[Talking]

What Chu Goin DO?

F.O.S Style



[Chorus: deep mumbling voice]

Glide like Silver Surfer

Hit you with the shit while you Skratch the surface

Cause what you hearin is figures people

Men created equals, that's how we read you niggaz



[Solitair]

My rhymes set the world ablaze

So niggaz in the haze

playin' games

but like sheetz they graze

Searchin' for the land

They got caught up in the manz

PLus the horror of my mind left 'em all in a phaze

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Check auditorium

No story 

without guns

There's never any worry

Caught up in the pyramid

But you stuck at the bottom

Thought you has "Skilz" but you forgot 'em

You remained confused

And tangled in a cabin full of flow will clamity

Please please put ya soul at ease

And stop tryin' to play the role of a criminal

Most mans say my rhyme is subliminal

Thing you got somethin' to say?

But you beat

So you gotta state ya point from six feet deep

No sorrow

I'm headin' for a writer tomorrow

Bout to face you to put it to ya chest

Like Zorrow

Cuz A Nigga may concern it's the horror

Better Know that Solitair's a hard act to follow