Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
I've had it with these half-assed kids
They ain't ready, son, they talk all that shit
They already done, you ask who I is?
One in a million, intellect bred on bricks
That your feet is on
Bet your breath that your text bounce off
Chest like Teflon, that's my word god
Misspeak, catch a left from this southpaw
Bleed histories of Mayan kings and outlaws
Out-thought master strategists with quicker wit
Go toe-to-toe with the illest pugilist
Chose to rip microphones, deliver iller diatribe
I'd dissect KRS to ensure we survive
Times desperate, culture infested
Can't rock original style with a template
Memories cemented of where I first felt this
Soul set to rest on C-ment, seen as deviant
Designed as militant, blinded by my sun only
See our silhouette, attack on all fronts
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
I've had it with these half-assed kids
Only concerned with material
Inferior insight, rhymes superficial
Serial mental produce paragraphs for instrumentals
Now isn't that simple? Lyrics aimed at temple
Now who do I resemble? At window holding rifle
Attempts to stifle, thwarted with assorted left
And right fists, only know to resist
As these situations shift
Politicians lose grip on the multitudes and masses
Explanations get graphic, ghastly acts occur regular
They feed off the jugular, jungle warfare turned urban combat
Conversations tapped, operations turned black
Too late to turn back
Survival is how well we adapt to change in habitat
The intelligence they lack are the concepts we grasp
Pains of our past etched in man's fiber
History transcribed by hands of these liars
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
I've had it with these half-assed kids
They ain't ready, son, they talk all that shit
They already done, you ask who I is?
One in a million, intellect bred on bricks
That your feet is on
Bet your breath that your text bounce off
Chest like Teflon, that's my word god
Misspeak, catch a left from this southpaw
Bleed histories of Mayan kings and outlaws
Out-thought master strategists with quicker wit
Go toe-to-toe with the illest pugilist
Chose to rip microphones, deliver iller diatribe
I'd dissect KRS to ensure we survive
Times desperate, culture infested
Can't rock original style with a template
Memories cemented of where I first felt this
Soul set to rest on C-ment, seen as deviant
Designed as militant, blinded by my sun only
See our silhouette, attack on all fronts
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
I've had it with these half-assed kids
Only concerned with material
Inferior insight, rhymes superficial
Serial mental produce paragraphs for instrumentals
Now isn't that simple? Lyrics aimed at temple
Now who do I resemble? At window holding rifle
Attempts to stifle, thwarted with assorted left
And right fists, only know to resist
As these situations shift
Politicians lose grip on the multitudes and masses
Explanations get graphic, ghastly acts occur regular
They feed off the jugular, jungle warfare turned urban combat
Conversations tapped, operations turned black
Too late to turn back
Survival is how well we adapt to change in habitat
The intelligence they lack are the concepts we grasp
Pains of our past etched in man's fiber
History transcribed by hands of these liars
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic
Gutter tactics backed with mathematics
Acts to cause havoc, words weave with static
Streets tattered, preachers turned addicts
Knowledge subtracted, equation is tragic