Pharoahe Monch Album

Ooooooo OOOooo freedom x3
For me....

And before I'll be a slave
I'll be buried in my grave
And go home to my God and be free....

I'm x10
I'm Free!!
Free!!
Free!!

(Hook)
You can take my ways, shackle and chain me
Back straight, standin' tall , child of God I'm (Free!)
Spit in my face, hold me down
I keep my feet firm to the ground cause I'm (Free!)

(Verse 1)
Ya A&R's the house nigga, the label is the plantation
Now switch that advance for your emancipation
You seeds in the field, like picked cotton for real
I pop glocks like Beat street with an option to kill
They take the strongest of slaves to compete in a track meet
For the king of the city, sing songs of back streets
Choruses of cocaine tales and black heat
Only to trade niggas like professional athletes
They'll take that merchandising
Snatch that publishing
Pack that black ass, ship you to London
Buy a way to France, Germany, Dublin
A real rogue from underground like Harriet Tubman
While y'all stay struggling, we smuggle MCs through the streets
They'll be bubblin' on mixed CDs, hustlin'
Klan seen me on the block and said, "Freeze!"
I said, "Fuck you! I'm a man, I'm Free!"

(Hook)

Ok...

(Verse 2)
I give birth to verses in churches with no confession
So please pardon my postpartum depression
A-list MCs can spit it in C-sections
For immature minds to get it with each lesson
Three Fifth's of a man ask nigga with no plans,
"How you discussin' publishing figures without a ?Man.?"
They got digital codes on the music for them to scan
So even when you sample a snare you payin' the clan
Now Google Pharoahe Monch, search "trescadecaphobia" (triskaidekaphobia")
I'll explain while these 'City Banks' 'watch over ya/Wachovia'
I peeped the future in my sleep
To be honest man, we never had a 'Mutual' relationship with 'Washington' (Why?)
Cause i believe they put the virus in the latex
Condoms that they sell us, call it "Safe Sex"
When i spit, they not only call it just a glitch in the Matrix
But an errorless, terror threat that they aint even face yet

(Hook)

(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Said its my desire, yes it, yeah
yes it, yes it is, oh yeah, yeaaaah

Comprehend the guidelines
My chest out chinchilla all relaxed on the sidelines
I'm so famous
Understand, New York City respects my game like Joe Namath
And I protect my name like your anus
In prison, y'all don't hear me
Y'all don't listen
Y'all just wanna shine
Y'all just wanna glisten
Floss, knowing that the soul is still missing
(Who am I?) I am the poetical pastor
Slave to a label but I own my masters
Still get it poppin' without artist & repertoire
Cause march is a monarch only minus the A&R
When my brain excels, your train derails
Pop shit, make you feel +The Clipse+ like pharell
You will feel me
You will admire
(My) Struggle
(My) Hustle
(My) Soul, Desire

Ooooooooooooh, Said its my desire, yes it, yeah
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Said it's my desire, yeah

My book is a ovary
The pages I lust to turn
My pen's the penis
When I write the ink's the sperm
Desire, the fire that ignites the torch to burn
This is not rocket science
This easy to learn
My mic's the gavel
When I talk courts adjourned
Respect, even if you were ??? you couldn't earn
I embody antibiotics
You are infected with germs
Rap's fatally ill, please get concerned
Players, pick turns to play, get burned
I color commentate the game like chick perms
This is the moment of truth for my opponents and liars
Talk is alone invoke the emotion of black choirs
Fire, you don't wanna get burned like Rich Pryor
Move back, who's that, there, the live wire
You will feel me
You will admire
(My) Struggle
(My) Hustle
(My) Soul, Desire

Said it's my desire, yes it, yeah
Yes my desire, people should keep fighting
My passion, my fire
Yes my desire, people should keep fighting
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Yes my desire, people should keep fighting
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Yes my desire, people should keep fighting
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)

(feat. Showtyme, MeLa Machinko, Tower Of Power)

Pushin', pushin', pushin', pushin'

I live my life
One day at a time
Whoa my head
So I don't lose my mind
Sometimes you might fall down
But you get back up
Get on your journey
Yeah, keep on pushin'
Pushin', pushin', pushin'

I walked downstairs
And my body's light
Done pushed my struggles
Endured my pride
I fear no man
I know wrong from right
We push until the day we see the light
And we keep on pushin'
Pushin', pushin', pushin'

Your weak-ass compubot power shots mix fly over me
My accurate jabs connect like rotary
Make you notice me, be like:
"Damn, dudes on some totally when he rides the bass line like Ginóbili"
I'm vocally unmatched, nobly
With the flow, slow on the ground
But mo' public than notary
Push, in this era of G.W. Bush
We must load mental ammunition and bust
Thus, I'm a hold you down, I got you
One more repetition I'm a spot you
This is for my blue collar workin', beer guzzlin'
Bootleg, DVD sellin', keep hustling
Push, if you represent the struggle then push
Peep the pieces of the puzzle and push
Never let 'em place a muzzle just push

Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on
(Push, push, push, push)

(feat. Denaun Porter)

[Chorus:]
First the gun draws and you know, that something's happening
Then darkness falls and oh, your heart beats rapidly
Be prepared because, war is coming
You can't be scared now, when the streets is calling you

[Verse 1:]
Good evening,
My name's Mr. Bullet
I respond to the index when you pull it, the trigger
So make a note, take a vote
Quick man, nickname's Quaker Oates 'cause
Whether domestic violence or coke deals
See how less has changed brain matter to oatmeal
And when I kill kids they say shame on me
Who the fuck told you to put they names on me?
White man made me venom to eliminate
Especially when I'm in the hood, I never discriminate
Just get in 'em, then I renovate
Flesh, bone, ain't nothing for me to penetrate
And it can happen so swiftly
One false move might just shift me
If I'm in-lodged and your soul's not claimed
I'll remind that ass when it's about to rain like

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Would the new method of murder be arson or firebombs?
If the cost of a single bullet was more than the firearm
Strange that is, when all exists are final
Point blank range that is
My attitude is cold and callus
Killed Kings in Tennessee
Presidents in Dallas
And if the past be known, at last we know
What happened that afternoon on the Grassy Knoll
It's what made a widow of Jackie O.
The government hired Lee Harvey to blast me though
Fatality shot entered from the right temple
Was not fired from a six-story window
Can it be that it was all so simple,
But yet remains so painful to rekindle
I come through your city I'm hot
Whether you're jiggy or not
Whether your Biggie or 'Pac
"When the Gun Draws"

[Chorus]

As we move forward towards the new millennium
We will no longer communicate with vocal inflections
It will be necessary to communicate through telekinesis
We will open your mind and concentrate harder
Focus, focus, focus, focus
Hey brother, what it is

[Verse 1:]
Raps like Star Wars
Only the stars die, it's no sequels
B-3 cases, C3P0's
Before Morpheus and Neo was killing 'em
We was duckin' roulettes in the hood like Remo Williams
Understand an underground bomb-cipritate
Get serious or die laughing like John Ritter
Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax
Mac like Fleetwood
Keep snoring
Keep sleeping, I'll keep touring
Come back, lay in the cut like Neosporin
Came out of the fallopian blastin'
Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stomach stickin' out
Niggas want dibs on the weed but ain't kickin' out
See this is not American Idol
This is me tryin' to eat, human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, take his title
Stick needles in his eyeballs 'til his signs are no longer vital
This ain't that
I'm not them
These ain't those rhymes, I'm not him
This is more like cocaine all night
Shine like the new five halogen fog-lights
No
More like sunshine
One line in your mind to remind you of when you were nine
Before you were bustin' cherries it wasn't necessary to grind them
Now we all on our grizzly
And you got the nerve to press Frisbees
What it is

"What it is"

[Verse 2:]
If I'm not home on the range
Catch me at the range, practicing my aim
Gat you in your brain, shame
They thought I was backpacks
Slept, didn't know that he kept inside the knapsack
Today's niggas do skate-by-hits
Run in your crib on some Queer Eye for the Straight Guy shit
But not homosexuals they master in gunplay
Rearrange your furniture, fix your feng shui
They be swearin' it's cute
But a B up in the glovebox, cutter in the boot
With the sex appeal, and no ice either
To fight the bear arms, I'm not talkin' wifebeaters either
When they see me they say "That's that nigga"
My last name should be "That's that nigga"
Sounds kinda nice, "Pharoahe that's that..."
Never catch me with them plastic cat fast niggas
With the flow that's so influential
Niggas fucked up they get no instrumentals now
Next time you spittin' on mine
Bet your bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes
What it is

"What it is"

Something is wrong in this nation
When a child can grab a guns
Grab a gun so easily and shoot a bullet
Into the middle of a child?s face as my daughter experienced
Something is wrong

First the gun draws and you know that something's happening
Then darkness falls and oh, your heart beats rapidly
Be prepared because war is coming
You can't be scared now when the streets is calling you

Good evening, my name's Mr. Bullet
I respond to the index when you pull it
The trigger, so make a note, take a vote
Quick man, nickname's Quaker Oates 'cause

Whether domestic violence or coke deals
See how less has changed, brain matter to oatmeal
And when I kill kids, they say shame on me
Who the fuck told you to put they names on me?

White man made me venom to eliminate
Especially when I'm in the hood, I never discriminate
Just get in 'em, then I renovate
Flesh, bone, ain't nothin? for me to penetrate

And it can happen so swiftly
One false move just might shift me
If I'm in lodged then your soul's not claimed
I will remind that ass when it's about to rain like

First the gun draws and you know that something's happening
Then darkness falls and oh, your heart beats rapidly
Be prepared because war is coming
You can't be scared now when the streets is calling you

Would the new method of murder be arson or firebombs
If the cost of a single bullet was more than the firearm?
Strange that is, when all exits are final
Point blank range that is

My attitude is cold and callous
Killed Kings in Tennessee, presidents in Dallas
And if the past be known, at last we know
What happened that afternoon on the Grassy Knoll

It's what made a widow of Jackie O.
The government hired Lee Harvey to blast me though
Fatality shot entered from the right temple
Was not fired from a six story window

Can it be that it was all so simple
But yet remains so painful to rekindle?
I come through your city, I'm hot whether you're jiggy or not
Whether your Biggie or 'Pac when the gun draws

First the gun draws and you know that something's happening
Then darkness falls and oh, your heart beats rapidly
Be prepared because war is coming
You can't be scared now when the streets is calling you, you, you

One for the money, two for the show
Three to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go

My rhymes pop like them nines
That clammy tote, but they rap lackluster shine
My shit busts like Busta Rhymes
Sniffin' lines of coke, that's all she wrote

On the quest to qualify for these inquisitive quotes
Quirk ass MC's be as queer as folk
Talkin' about, ?Nigga can rap?, no shit, Sherlock
Y'all just can't see me like Matt Murdoch

I'm the pinnacle rhyme kid
And any line of mine is criminal mind
And I blind 'er with original rhyme shit
Fall in line with the sick, cynical grime shit
Clinically approved for you to move your behind with

Timeless are world girls who get inspired with Pharoahe
Do you need to be reminded now?
Stick 'em up, it's that, get 'em up, it's that
Put 'em up, it's that, let's go

Get up, how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah

Let's go, line 'em up, light it up
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
One for the money, two for the show
Three to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go

They research my stem cells, clone ten of me
Send one of 'em back in time just to get rid of me
Stop Pharoahe Monch from havin' verbal epiphanies
Now that's new definition to 'Your Own Worst Enemy'

I glisten man, stop snitchin' man
You use sex to sell, bring your Nextel to Sprint
Everythin' you represent is immoral
Singular, not plural

You and your sidekick get rid of that whack trio
I freeze MC's zero degrees below
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
You need to get loose to the heat of produce

From Long Beach to Boston
Your chicks text us like Dallas and Austin
I spark tireless illumination
Fire sixteen bars, wireless communication, let's go

Get up, how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah

Let's go, line 'em up, light it up
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
One for the money, two for the show
Three to get it crackin' in the hood, let's go

Show them how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah
Show them how we rock
Show them how we roll, yeah, yeah

Pharoahe Monch blows shows
M O N C H, M O N C H
Y?all know the name, let?s go
Hallelujah, Pharoahe marchin' to ya
The M O N C H, y'all know the name

Let's go, line it up, light it up
Fire it up, wire me up, let it blow
One for the money, two for the show
Three to get it crackin' in the hood

Oh!
Oh!

I've got just what you want.
You've got just what I need.
You want my body baby, so let me plant the seed.

You are my heart's delight.
You set my soul a fire.
I wanna. Doin' you. You make me hot.

If I know who that nigga and the other thinking it's wishful
Sick wit it with a ridiculous flow
Take over, make over, move over.
Jokes over, flows over, who Told ya?

It's a down, except I flipped the script.
From the window to the wall just get low.
Rock and roll, hip-hop music, and disco
T dot O to Atlanta to Frisco

Rufis, oh yeah, with a new twist oh
So y'all can get a gist of the rhyme that I do not miss. I will not fail.
Please take a glimpse at the time at your own risk. I will not bail.

Fuck da boys, grab the flock. The planet rock.
The fiends and the fan on the block.
Team's scheme on the knock.
My hand, you want, dreams of your man.

Oh!
Oh!

I've got just what you want. (What I want)
You've got just what I need. (What I need)
You want my body baby (Body baby) So let me plant the seed. (Plant the seed)

You are my heart's desire. (Heart's Desire)
You set my soul on fire. (Soul on fire)
I wanna. Doin' you. You make me hot.

Grab the master's plans with ease.
Those seeds can't see past me.
No patch in the plan, the raps are not flash .
Free at last- We never recycle the same songs from last week.

Thank God almighty , we are free at last.
We went back to ash, before raps harassed me.
No relax. Do not pass. Do not ask me.
But you can get backstage where you can see ass free.

Elope- The Goat.
Nigga vote for ya boy.
I hope ya lied to the rope and the board.
Smokin the dope.
Relate to the gate.
To the words you wrote, with the moving the scales ya say:

I've got just what you want. (What I want)
You've got just what I need. (What I need)
You want my body baby (Body baby) So let me plant the seed. (Plant the seed)

You are my heart's delight. (Heart's Desire)
You set my soul on fire. (Soul on fire)
I wanna. Doin' you. You make me hot.

I've got just what you want. (What I want)
You've got just what I need. (What I need)
You want my body baby (Body baby) So let me plant the seed. (Plant the seed)

You are my heart's delight. (Heart's Desire)
You set my soul on fire. (Soul on fire)
I wanna. Doin' you. You make me hot.

How's everybody feeling out there?
You want my body baby?
I'll give you my body baby.
You want it.
I'll give it to ya.
(mumbling)
You want my body baby?

Thank you very much. Goodnight.

[No lyrics]

[dialog between erykah and little girl]
-you're beautiful you know that?
-uh huh
-do you know that?
-yes
-you do?
-um hmm
-you know when those kids tease you?
-uh huh
-don't you ever worry about that because you're very beautiful. do you know you're beautiful?
-um hmm
-are you ready?
-ma i love you.
-i love you

[1st verse-pharoahe monch]

he pushed her down and called her black and ugly
she asked why must you tease me,
he laughed at her said your from africa
your hair is peasey
your skin is dark and greasy
and plus you are so beneath me
please trust me it wasnt easy
for diamond it scarred her deeply
plays like a offender bass
to my self i thought how much does gender play
remembering such hatred at this tender age
if i could send a mental page
my thoughts would end the rage
reminiscant of the looks to her in class
i gave my eyes would say

[Chorus-erykah badu]

hold on, im sure
theres so much more, to live for
if you hold on, things'll change
so c'mon be strong
and hold on, im sure
theres so much more, to live for
as you grow strong things'll change
no pain, no gain

[2nd Verse-Pharoahe Monch]

please be willing to fight for your will despite
writings from William lynch
millions tried to rise like helium
but died in the fields and the trenches
cries from the killing is senseless
eyes to the ceiling it quinches
a thirst in the feeling thats endless
the prize like a rain that rinses
the soul and cleanses ya mind
from white picketed fences
heads up your ass, splinters and face
meant to they ride and bench us
the masters pastored disaster
them fascious bastards
they crafted this hazardous plan and still has a spoken advantage
we shoulder the struggle
with the wieght of a boulder that muffles
the sound of provocative thinking the pieces of puzzles
incompleted,
only deleted to be push to the back of ya mind
like a hairline that has receded
now we repeated,
the process but never weeded the problem out
heeded the warnings but never proceeded to solve it
no forward progress, its obvious the soul is gone,
i meditate and pray that these words will somehow allow you to...

[chorus repeat]

[3rd verse-Pharoahe Monch]

see now diamond is priceless,
timeless how she maneuvers like Heimlich
in this new world it reminds me of isis
she knows now that her complexion is a holy device
a protection from UV rays in this negative time of crisis
like a knife that butter slices
easily to anger she reacts pious
like a cell protectin itself from a virus
twice as strong as her demeanor
now she is Rightous
God is what you see now
when you peer inside her iris

[chorus repeat]

[erykah badu]

diamond your so beautiful
you can change this world
if you want to girl oh
ooooo
come on
grow strong

[Verse 1:]
Liquor-way your fears
Don't run and hide
Just open up
Let me come inside
Earth is what heaven is
Once we get into it
It's no need to speak
Just want to do it
You feelin' depressed
Give it to me
Your stress
Give it to me
Uhh
Give it to me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Very provocative, plus a little deeper
You mind if I get a little deeper
Got something to share with you
I got wisdom to teach you
Sexiest spot, something to reach you
In the clothes you were born in
Late in to night, again in the morning
Say, schboo, your face, your taste, your skin, space, I'm in

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Seventies black zodiac poster positions
Venus and Mars is the god kiss the star system
Recepshirage dick is hard with the bard's rhythm
Stay up the paws, lick at guitars with the god's wisdom
It's starting to rain (yes)
Such a beautiful pain (give it to me)
Undisputable claims (give it to me)
For a suitable

[Chorus]

(feat. Denaun Porter, Dwele, Tone)

I now pronounce you husband and wife
You may now kiss the bride

[Act 1: Cops Coming]

[Mr. Porter:]
Cops comin', shots fired
Babies cry, I cry
Wishin' I, could change what
This is just my life

[Pharohe:]
God
Why is my wife bleeding?
Sheet cover her face, paramedics are leaving
Behind her clothes it's apparent she's not breathing
I'm a little confused about what it is I'm seeing
Plus there's a naked man on my lawn
Police in the living room with all of their guns drawn
Out, and the last thing I remember is
Uh, last thing I remember is
I received a text page from Julio who expressed that I left my cell-phone in the studio
Right underneath the disc with the Pro Tools
Next to a six-pack of O'Douls and some soul food
Yeah and I was on my way home
Exit the expressway to use the payphone
But fuck it 'cause my wife isn't back from her trip
I sneak into the house 'cause she'll never expect it
Except

[Chorus]

[Act 2: Revenge]

[Dwele:]
He put the gun in my hand
Told me go take my revenge
Killing him won't make it go away
It's only gon' bring more pain

[Pharaohe:]
I tied his hands behind his back to the night-stand fast
Ropes made bruises on his light-skinned ass
"See, I can play games too"
Yeah, that's what I told him when he came to
Now look, see what the game and the fame do?
Made a deranged mind out of someone in your same crew
Fuck man, we grew up together
Run-DMC, tougher than leather with the same outfits
Forty-deuce, takin' flicks like
Why did you fuck my wife, man?
You shoulda took my life man
I switched the gun into my right hand
The sweat accumulated on his forehead
I saw red, he said...
Now was it worth it man?
Was it everything you imagined, was it perfect?

[Chorus]

[Act 3: Evil Eyes]

[Pharaohe:]
Took you to be my lawfully wedded wife
To have, to hold, to love, to cherish but
Death till us part
What a coincidence
Now perhaps the police will be convinced that it was an accident
If I'm accurate and careful with the evidence
This mother fucker says passing up my residence
And to believe those vile set a precedence
From the start it should've been obvious it never did
Prevalent, the wicked debauchery and decadence
Was carried out with such masterful excellence
And this is just where you rip my heart
It was natural to transform murder into art
And the weight of my conscience would knowingly carry
Three-sixty-five days to the date that we was married
Thoughts that I would achieve the murder would vary
We're closer than ever
Together we'll be buried cause

[Tone:]
Evil eyes that bide
How they go you so
Why do we
What do they see?
I just lost control
Had to let you go
I cry 'cause slowly we try
So slowly we die

[Pharaohe:]
Buried alive in the grave
Too exhausted to climb out
Before dirt was tossed on me
Come to find out
No friend of mine, she sleeping with committed the crime
In the past three years, switched identities six times
And all the while I'm devoted to love and loyalty
They plotted on my publishing checks and royalties
She's thinking its true love
He's scamming her for the quop
Got in order to devise my own intuitive plot
Put the prose on him
Launched the probe on him
Now harm him, pen him, get him exactly where I wanted him
Cornered him, now his mission is aborted
You are about to be professionally extorted
Guess we all 'bout to murder tonight
Miss pretty brown eyes while she sleeps under the moonlight
Do it and bounce
The keys to the crib you'll find under the mat in the front of the house
Just do it, what out

[Chorus]

[Hook 1]
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Damn you that lost the will to live

[Verse 1]
Pissed on the motherfucking White House lawn
I threw a rock, then I ran
Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the grip of the man
Y'all wanna ask me who's sane
These biological gasses are eating my brain
Its a political grab bag to rape mother earth
Thirty seconds after they bagged dad for what he's worth
Thousands will die now so millions can smile later
This ain't the +Rockford Files+ nigga
They stockpile data for satellites
Where you discuss who's style is greater
In this killing pool you playing it cool like Kyle Jada
When ya'll ready to rock like Led Zep and Al Qaeda
With weapons of mass destruction an hour later
What's your identidy today?
You on some John F. Kennedy or Timothy McVeigh?
This Henessy done left me with a remedy to spray
For my identity your life is the penalty to pay
Motherfucker

[Monch (Crowd)]
Y'all ready to rock?
(We ready to rock)
Y'all ready to roll?
(We ready to roll)

[Hook 2]
My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Damn you that lost the will to live
Trapped in the game
Just tryin to win [x3]

[Verse 2]
Its not a Vietnam song
I know women from desert storm who came back deformed
Missin limbs and disease and they legs is numb
Chemicals twice as strong as agent orange
Its messages in the bass drum
War goin off in your mind
No man is safe from
Its not a Game Boy about the PlayStation
Its +Resident Evil+ when every President's a mason
Robbin y'all fools like ?
And y'all inherited roots and don't know how to retrace them
Place them back
Face them facts
Disgraceful, faceless, tasteless acts
Pharoahe takes teh authorities to court
Peep crime before it happens like +Minority Report+
And I will never be mentally defenseless
Cats be on the block, in the hood in the trenches sayin

[Monch (Crowd)]
Y'all ready to rock?
(We ready to rock)
Y'all ready to roll?
(We ready to roll)

[Hook 3]
My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give

[Monch (Crowd)]
Y'all ready to rock?
(We ready to rock)
Y'all ready to roll?
(We ready to roll)

[Monch]
Damn you that lost the will to live
Trapped in the game just tryin to win

[Monch (Crowd)]
Y'all ready to rock?
(We ready to rock)
Y'all ready to roll?
(We ready to roll)

[Monch x2]
Lock! Load! Into position
Rock! Roll! Its primitive coondition

[Monch]
Lock! Load!
Rock! Roll!
Into position

[Crowd x2]
We ready to rock
We ready to roll

[Verse 1:]
America the ugly raped my mother
Deceived my sister separated my brother
Murdered my children hung my father
Now they want me to rock the vote the fucks why bother?
Seen them commercials for the army of whatever
Picture me giving a damn, I said never!
My minds too short my brain's too clever
My spine is too strong every line pulls your lever
Limitless rhymes for the indigenous the remedy
PLAT! Getting' my money like the Kennedy's
Flip it! Put em' in stocks collect anemities
Rock, roll behold my epiphanies and
Read em' and weep, heat I beat em' to sleep
Mislead em' until we even-steven defeat em' with freedom of speech
And we let them know that I'm the motherfuckin' fire-starter
Piss on the constitution and burn the Magna Carta

[Chorus:]
All I know is what I feel
Deceive my eyes and distort what's real
All truth will set you free
I rather die on my feet than delivery my knees

[Verse 2:]
We dying over black gold they harvesting in the sand
Presidents living marvelous, they starving in Sudan
It's obvious we walk a blind path to oblivion
The book of judges read the scriptures unlike Gideon
Light my fire, start my engine
When Pharaohe becomes Moses its medicine for who listens
A veteran with the might bringing with prophecy to fruition
Motivation verses on an adverse condition
Caught on the mainframe I see the maze man
They watch you from the street light you and your main man
The bar code around your neck same as your name brand
You're lost in strange land no thoughts of a game plan

[Chorus:]
All I know is what I feel
Deceive my eyes and distort what's real
All truth will set you free
I rather die on my feet than delivery my knees

[Outro:]
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta
Piss on the constitution, then burn the Magna Carta [fade out]