DeM atlaS:
Climbin' insurmountable objects through the projects
My prospects shifted; take in what is around you kid
Even the wicked, no recognition, fool
A vision of a father, single mothers holdin' it down
Close to the ground; their little angels wear chain halos
Church readin' acid tablets, four quarters to a pound
You can have anything you want, even heaven
But it'll cost you something
Rain man equals the satan, you tired of waitin'
Give me what got, what do you want?
Just a way out of this sh**
In the system of division you either rich or impoverished;
Martyr or the artist; brainwashed or livin' a life lost
Here's a rope to hang yourself twice, cousin
Rappers are cheaper by the dozen
Frontin' they always want somethin'
Guante:
Flameo hotman
Holla at the outdated slang and the cadence we rock with
Rhyme bender, soul bender, beat bender, watch it
Conscious is never enough, who rock better than us?
Who not ready to run, but got two feet planted
Like whose planet? Our planet
Bigger than the streets that we spill through kid
Bigger than the lies that they try to k** you with
It's something like a phenomenon
My rhymebook like the necronomicon
While they blah blah blahin' on and on
We got spirits ready to call upon, c'mon
Try and stop me
I'm somewhere between Brother Ali and Ed Bok Lee
Like a indie-rap Wolverine: I'm the best at what I do
And what I do isn't very radio friendly
So play your favorite rapper coming to get me
Guante:
Picture me smilin' on the cover of the Vita.MN
With two chains, boots, boomerang on my item list
I made it this far with only one heart
This is hardcore mode: we only got one life to live
So I'm a write to this light within, pencil in my iron fist
Flyin' while they American Idolin'
You can't decipher the cipher, that's what a cipher is:
Always breaking, never broken; take it higher
It doesn't take much and that's messed up
They use the culture to stress and oppress us
But while everyone was tryin' to censor the fire
I skipped flame, spittin' out a mouthful of spiders
And you don't think this is magic?
With one verse I can turn a curse to a cla**ic
A spell to a song, or an incantation
To a taste of forever from your favorite station
Like, your potential is limitless
The mana bar's full, so why you still swinging that little stick?
Knowin' damn well you could unleash hell
If you found what you believed in and whispered it
Into existence like a wizard spittin' lightnin' off of his lips
Don't bite the bullet now and call it a kiss
‘Cause if your callin' is this, better ball up your fists
Thick skin, carry a blade at all times
‘Cause every day is a mosaic of fault lines
And when the pain hits just taste that rawhide like RAH