city playgrounds

what we have here is the alpha and the omega

i spit it

bear witness to the greatest and the latest

they try to hate us

yo

witness the evolution of spitting

it's wicked and it's decadent

revolutions per minute every time the record spin

retribution for cynics like a stick-up kid with weapons

in brooklyn they say i run it

the 'natti is checking in

no matter the terminology

blood splatter artistically

it's looking like a jackson pollock painting

it's a mystery

really should be brothers united against the industry

the african diaspora scatter with shattered history

the game missing me

rap is so repetitive

although i ain't your blood or your cause

it's all relative

i got a gang of rhymes

and tone's beats is banging

we moving through the streets like we slanging dimes

it's magical

how the track so classical

to cats who got gats tucked in they sweats like plaxico

i'm back from my sabbatical

voice of the future

black radical

keeping all the damage as collateral

listening to instrumentals

thinking bout all the things i've been through

the music just a peek into my life as a window

it's so hi-tek and it's all so simple

even if i'm knocked down

i don't stay down

even if i get down

i don't lay down

hotter than the tar on the city playground

hotter than the tar on the city playground

aiyyo

i'm taking all bets

i'm settling all debts

a giant leap for man begin with the small steps

from a sword to a set

to my people on the picket line

who sick of getting treated like them aliens in district 9

i juxtapose my business mind with my spirit

what

i'm just supposed to keep you comfortable with the lyrics?

i know the flow disturbing

i know for certain

just because you know all about the artist don't mean you know the person

you don't know me

i run labels

these unstable rappers so phoney

i try to listen but they as boring as missionary position

so i'm shitting on these niggas like dysentery conditions

i'm sitting on the throne

you dreaming that it's empty soon

nobody feeling you

you screaming in an empty room

the tree that fall in the forest

nobody hearing you

even though you fall the hardest

don't get me started

listening to instrumentals

thinking bout all the things i've been through

the music just a peek into my life as a window

it's so hi-tek and it's all so simple

even if i'm knocked down

i don't stay down

even if i get down

i don't lay down

hotter than the tar on the city playground

hotter than the tar on the city playground

yo

i build up my defenses when i'm left to my devices

time gets suspended more than dmx driver's license

my music's steady

not affected by the higher prices

people having sex in the streets like dionysus

you know what my advice is? fuck my advice

live your life

stop tripping like everything a minor crisis

i'm making sacrifices

my history is black as isis

i don't think that i can trust you if you lack in vices

i never miss a beat

the liquor make me slur

they takes my words

try to twist 'em like a swisher sweet with sticky herb

american history x

your teeth will hit the curb

it's easy cause i'm ill with the wordplay

i still flip the bird

like jeezy

we stripped it down

now it's exposed

i suppose my flow is the emperor's new clothes"