Soul Khan:
Mentally I'm an a**embly line
You'll never see me fall like donny in ‘79
Because i'm sharper than the bars of ebony try
Not to patronize me unless you mean the medici kind
If you ain't get the point of that, son, that was the point of that
I wanna challenge y'all, I thought that was the point of rap
You get anointed at the point they put your soil back
Who really got the power? the pound or the one it's pointed at?
But chill, too many moms had their youths
Come brought back reduced to their dogtag and boots
And even men who walk with a god's attributes
Can get dragged down to earth with a contract dispute
There are plenty of followers these days, we're lacking leaders
The realest sh** you gonna hear don't ever pack arenas
I got a craft to teach ya like i'm played by Pat Morita
Here to break the crooked fingers of the evil hands that feed us
Hook:
We might have been in the same cla**room
But I could barely stay awake past noon
They used to tell me I should change my tune
I'mma keep coming back like I'm ra's al ghul
Strike me down and i'mma still come back
Strike me down, strike me down
Strike me down and i'mma still come back
Strike me down, strike me down
Soul Khan:
Now, the words from my jaw are like a circular saw
They cut deeper than my features to my personal flaws
This is for the fellas with their babymamas learning lamaze
Looking for justice like augustus in his journal in oz
I stand out on my street in my jeans and a old beater
And wonder if we gon' get our own hiroshima
Even when i'm lit as the tip of a cohiba
I don't get to sniffing or kick it with lolitas
I'm too grownmannish
Raised out in cali but they're asking how he don't know spanish
I'm chopin when I leave the stage, they're gonna throw a rose at it
And my crew's someall stars like a sky with no planets
If you remember what I said about the dirt around you
Then you should be so honored if I say a word about you
They tell me, soul, lighten up and get the nerd up out you
I tell ‘em you maybe you should f**ing face the world around you
Hook:
We might have been in the same cla**room
But I could barely stay awake past noon
They used to tell me I should change my tune
I'mma keep coming back like I'm ra's al ghul
Strike me down and i'mma still come back
Strike me down, strike me down
Strike me down and i'mma still come back
Strike me down, strike me down