[Verse 1: Pilgrim] With the flow that's sick since the double nine six When the GOD was a kid and you couldn't touch this Now we rock hot beats and the flow stays ill Spreading nothing but the truth, cause the lies never stick Now what you gonna do, when they come for you It's the end of the line, ain't no place to run You can roll with the iller or just fade like vanilla The last street preacher, with a mission to deliver The stone cold sinners from the flames of hell All these lies on the web, don't believe what they tell Why listen to these lies when you've got your own mind? Advice for the wise, love wins all the time So you've got to work hard and you've got to keep it smart See they come up with these schemes, that they never really mean Leaving everybody pissed just because they wanna win So you gotta keep it real never loose k**er bees [Hook] So now, what you want now? What you want now? What you want, what you want, what you want now? What is it now? What is it now? What is it, what is it, what is it now? What you want now? What you want now? What you want, what you want, what you want now? What is it now? What is it now? What is it, what is it, what is it now? [Verse 2: Versatyl] Witness my vision, a system where all division is missing And fiction is just a genre of films and television Position yourself beside me and try to see what I see They're asking why I spit fire, I say "the world is icy" Ice age, we're frozen, caught in a past they're calling golden But the future is imminent, ready for it we're bringing it New school flow with that old school sentiment You should know we'll stay real to the end of it But sometimes the truth's harder to swallow than a spoon full of cinnamon That's why real raps diminishing Honesty's a commodity lost in an economy Only concerned with profits but not wisdom and prophecy So don't try to holla me, bother me with your fallacies But if you want the real by all means talk to me Educate yourself knowledge is power The ink of a scholar and all that Homie it's all love [Hook] [Verse 3: Pilgrim] 1, 2, 1, 2, like a deja vu They keep knocking on my door it's their sweetest taboo And nah, we don't loose, not to you silly fools A blessing by God so we sick of your news See we sicker than your average, realer than your garbage Always on point, you can tell we be the savage The REX for the heart and you know I got soul With V on the beat, we can never be defeat Yo wisdom is the key but they don't wanna hear me They wanna hear bling bling things that don't mean A thing to the real like a comedy sick I laugh out loud cos my melodies ill Tell me what do you see when you look around we Now what do you want from my people and me They cream of the crop will rise to the top So please keep away with your lies and your tricks [Hook]