"The door is closing" [Rhymefest] Yeah man I finally got e'rything together I'm ready to go Got my pa**port, my intinerary, it's about to be on "Jefferson Park is next" "Doors open on the left, at Jefferson Park" (You got a trip planned? Where you goin Che?) What do you mean, where I'm goin? And how you know my name, fool? I don't know you (Ready to talk to us?) Am I ready to talk to you? Awwwww, I know who you are, I know what y'all on Listen man, I'ma get on this plane And when I'm outta here, ain't nuttin y'all can do about it And HELL NAW I ain't talkin to you~! Whatever book you got open, you might as well shut it I'M OUT~! (Alright see you at your next stop Che) [Rhymefest] {*breathing hard*} I think I lost him Aight look, this is revolution The new era, of freedom fighters Most governments call terror I live by the gun, they march and write letters Born in Argentina, Ernesto Guevera Some people knew him as El Commandente Mexicans said, "Che mucho mucho hombre!" Enemies knew I was good with the gunplay But today, I'm, I'm, El, Che! Yeah, that's my name Communist sh**'s all the same We was born in the hood where we stood slingin lots of 'caine In the drought ask God for rain What it's 'bout when you fin' to lose your house and yo' spouse and say You diggin in the couch for change You wanna blow out your brains, everybody need a hero What's my name, what's my name? I'm El, Che...