It's so sad to see the ending of my adolescent history The time has come to be a man and take the reigns of daddy's business plan Cause in America, we
ideas in concrete dry, walls don't budge until they break Repeat chorus... All you want to do is argue, why listen? Don't want to hear the other side
yet shaking my fists in defiance. Anyway, I'm not cliche, I hardly own any ties. I may be old, but at least I'm not like all those other old guys.
frown But still you stood by me and you got me here safely Never turned away from me when others lost faith in me Even when I was a non-believer and
clever ruse I have compassion while other brothers askin' for trouble Brain damage got 'em befuddle Yo, while I'm on stage pumpin' fear Your over there in the corner drinking non
night Let them take praise to this extinction Who wears the horns now? The psychotic thought that you gave us Kill each other, kill each other, I will
We ride away on apocalyptic bear-horses And disappear as shadows in the forest And disappear as shadows in the forest... [HOOK - Sampled from "OC - Time's Up"] Non-conceptual, non
The Coming of Tan', speech sample) "Perhaps you will believe the million feet of film that's been taken above... uh... Mexico City, and various other
against, mindbenda [mad skillz] Yeah the northside click, rocks the spot The forever people, rocks the spot Dj street, rocks the spot To the roc comin next, time to get your props
soccer teams After they're chased with an axe...half of their face'll collapse You ain't copped it when Non-Prophets dropped bass on wax? Well, I'm
with it, didn't nobody teach it to me Ova' hot beat tell you 'bout what the streets did to me, yo Choose me to be a prophet and lead my people Murder, non
Internal darkness ia a state of complete detachment from the world and other people. It is to be achieved with utmost difficulty and at the cost of one
a condom on the mic that I use That won't protect ya, I still can effect ya Cause I flip the script, like a movie director I'm makin the non-believers
I turn knees to noodles; I make my female followers want me until they pussy's drippin like fruit juice The pervert, the pathological, the prophet I'm
shit stains on his face I seen the planes hit the world trade then I seen the world change. Idealogical earthquake Explodin' on the same streets where the prophets
taught in that other book By some other prophet born in the East Screaming 'jihad!!' Lifes they took On the non believers corpses they feast Not that Jahweh offered the other
broads like channels Two or three at time cuz we all just mammals The songs I sample bought my mom a castle Bought pops a fuckin non filter box of camels
it goes once upon the rhyme, Jack is out To clench a fist and drop flows that gets papes like The Abyss All in this, freestyle's wild when I'm throwin' this Non
