[Hook] [Braille]: Authentic with y'all in it, no doubt, no doubt y'all we turn it out That's my word "Word" There you have it That's my word [Verse One] [Braille]: It's the return of the prodigal son back on the saddle It took awhile to break from the shackles More miles to travel, still kickin' up gravel There's still more battles to fight and more topics to tackle Grab a pot, hold it, it's too hot to handle Warnin' signs in the sky with a Roman Candle I've been grindin' all year and I can't stand still Surrounded by scoundrels, downfalls and scandals Send me an angel to protect my territory Cause I'm terrified of what the future might hold for me Illegal downloads, record labels goin' bankrupt And I'm still rappin', I haven't lost my pa**ion [Hook] [Braille]: Authentic with y'all in it, no doubt, no doubt y'all we turn it out That's my word "Word" There you have it That's my word Authentic with y'all in it, no doubt, no doubt y'all we turn it out That's my word "Word" There you have it That's my word [Verse Two] [Theory Hazit]: All these rappers catchin' vapors, karma got they tongue They not, they out for Washington They here today and gone today but d**h is something promising As you bowing down to platinum jeans and diamond teeth this is Horribly MCing is construing know who Jesus is Worshiping these one hit wonders, I mean blunders Many summers come and go and so do they along with the units and numbers It's a bummer, hella bogus They scream "battle" but won't shadowbox with Lois Superman status, get clowned by Theory Hazit Pumpin' Master it's a cla**ic, dope on plastic when I craft it Get it crackin', tongue lashin' like Michael Jordan scorin' on a court a quarter past life Enter like, "he wack", but exit like "Haz nice" [Braille]: Ayo I'm still at it Tryin' to make a cla**ic like Illmatic Midnight Marauders I'm Criminal Minded It's hard to find a balance I keep it movin' Constantly improvin' and mixin' the message with the music I try to be transparent cause actin' is not my forte Find me in the northwest and go check my tour dates Travelin' Man Mos Def made the theme song It's just another game of pinball or ping pong I sing songs to keep the streets calm Ring the alarm It's odd, it's all peace in the middle of Vietnam I don't gotta see it on TV Cause everywhere I go Gunshots in the parking lot after my show This is the actual All city, international The darkness surrounds me homie, so I have to glow The fans show support, after shows they show love I sho' nuff appreciate the love and show it back I'm still blooming, when I fail I try again Turn up the ba** and call me Boomer Esiason Shotgun formation I'm not done rockin' This is the optimum, I only got one option Spiritual minded behind the scenes and on camera Monkey business and these bangers got 'em screamin' "Bananas!" I'm not sellin' my soul boy, neither should you Good music is from the heart so I'm keepin' it true [Hook] [Braille]: Authentic with y'all in it, no doubt, no doubt y'all we turn it out That's my word "Word" There you have it That's my word Authentic with y'all in it, no doubt, no doubt y'all we turn it out That's my word "Word" There you have it That's my word