ayo ayo well guess who's taken over this just like supreme soviet is down by lord's gover fit up all the fist brown skinned man I smoke reefer plants And still making plans while they make the band i spit venom the quinessential mic phantom the rhyme villain wanted for dealing truth, a felon and this new world up we like to call home of the brave and free and the unknown rome with host of future black moguls blue collar whites with the mic to fight vultures that's utopia I'm getting over ya hand gets the lead hit hard when I hold it to the paper write a song so you can all sing along f** that I ring alarms to your schools it's bombs over baghdad in iraq; Kuwait at the same time I'm sick of your lame rhymes ya'll pray when it's game time Surviving the storm A go-bot with multiple forms psychodelic with the relic stargate to beyond 2001 space odyssey in the sun like Tron Im in the game so deep in the blood following hope pushin over stumbling blocks Im holding on to the little bit of love that I've got for my peoples in the city that be holdin' they own to my peoples in the country that be building their homes to my fathers that be paying child support to their kids to my dialin' out brothers in the jail doin bids keep your head up heart strong with fists in the air keep your weight up for Cise Star we taking it there so breath We're gonna k** it with the spirit of change I be the only brother fanning the flames Move it to this movement; do it make your daddy proud now we speak into sh** too deep we stack up a crowd ayo they go I see people how they want to be seen just an another human being tryin to makin a dream it's the little things that mean so much in this life So I'ma treat you like a brother f** a wicked device be the more better blues when you are good and you lose be the black man surviving paying my dues being ridiculous wickedness I'm seeing on news It makes a predicament hit or miss so what do we do cultivate your new experience open your arms embrace everything that's around you cause you're living with god holding on holding strong cause we're living it now keep it on hope is ours cause love is found for real speak easy to the gravel on streets asphalt molded the beat Imminent in the heat be many many tears casue the growin is harsh striving in the city of god