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Knights align as we co-sign on the history
Returning to the days when Egyptian aqueducts were still liquid, see
I'm speaking of the days when real music played on MTV
Referring to the ways of Amun-Ra and Sumerian inquiries
Psuedo-hip hop is a hell of a drug
These folks claim to keep it real, but sell out for the hugs
But if shit went down and niggas were mugged
They'd have 911 on speed-dial with their phones getting snug
I'd rather go back to tall tees and Luggz
Instead of these wannabe realist with jeans that hug nuts
I'd rather birth a prophet than birth a lonely thug
Because nobody's immortal,
Even in good morals, we end by old age, sickness, or a slug

I'm done dwelling on these lower pawns
So you negative non-factors can stay off of my lawn
Striving for a higher echelon
With this pad, I sketch upon
Close your eyes to the ignorance
There are your dreams to dwell upon
Pick up the pieces...
Open up to the speeches...
There's a vibe in the sky...
Let's see if you can get it right...

Catch me lurking in the cut at your local function
Casper is a nigga that you should not fuck with
You think you know everything and how my brain functions
You couldn't figure me out, even if I came with instructions
Chain smoking with a 40oz. and a burger munching
These faggots throw low blows, a bunch of gay munchkins
I really do feel sorry that your mind is kept in
Delusions of grandeur, making you act reckless
I do this for the passion, not a flashing necklace
Too worried about success to worry about cars and freshness
You niggas spit basic, sound like a bunch of echos
Controlled by Gepetto, a bunch of pussies on the pedestal
Stuntin' on mid-grade vegetables, claiming that it's medical
UFO til the doors close
Or until a spaceship comes filled with my real godfathers
Marlon Brando

I'm done dwelling on these lower pawns
So you negative non-factors can stay off of my lawn
Striving for a higher echelon
With this pad, I sketch upon
Close your eyes to the ignorance
There are your dreams to dwell upon
Pick up the pieces...
Open up to the speeches...
There's a vibe in the sky...
Let's see if you can get it right...
Goodnight.