Yeah, now here we go

Here we go, come on come on, now here we go

Here we go, come on come on, yeah Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted

My name's honored 'cause my style is insane retarded

Remain hottest from St. Marks to St. Thomas

Take game farther than the put-put planes charted The same artist who smoke rain forest and bang hardest

My brain smartest break a nigga like a lame promise

All city like train bombers

Check out the pictures we painted, yeah

More colorful than Kelis naked Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited

Even Big Tigger wouldn't let you in 'The Basement'

Face it y'all niggas face down with your legs kicking

They call your momma Roy Jones 'cause she raise chicken You're 'Down for the Count' like Rah Digga I'm straight spittin'

Make pigeons say, "Uh uh', no they didn't

Yes, we did so God bless the kid yo

I got my own so I never stress his no In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to this In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thi Here we go Yo we send this bullet straight towards your brain

We taking over like Moors in Spain there's more to gain

Runaways get aboard the train come on

You can't ignore the pain no

When it come down like the pouring rain Caught the train of thought it clanked across the raw terrain

The cold weather break your spirit like a water main

I looked in your eyes and I saw the shame

Y'all don't know that our greatness came before the chains No you can't imagine a future where this all can change

If one of us ain't free then we all to blame

So we attack each other fighting project wars and thang

It's all the same across the board we fall for game You wanna see through that *** then you can call my name

Kweli I chop it up like raw cocaine

I drop gems at top ten, I'm not for the fame

You wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes yo In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to this In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to this And there it is

Say what? Say what, say what, say what I rock for the purists and I rock for the players

I rock for the fellas and I rock for the ladies, come on

I rock for the elders and I rock for the babies, yeah

I rhyme to the sirens that cry in the night, yeah Live on the mic even though I've been dying to write, yeah

Since the days of flying a kite and ridin' my bike, come on

Open my eyes and keep the prize within my line of sight, yeah

Now cat's drop out of school to get fiends high on a pipe, word Seem like that's the ghetto way of tryin' to fight

The system that's based on trying to stop you from shinning your light

We dying in spite of getting rich

That's why I rhyme like a battle emcee

Battling the tragedies and fallacies That be killing niggas quicker than infant mortality

They acting like what's going on now is distant reality

Behaving so casually that they become a casualty

Plus they don't wanna battle me anyway They try to walk away but they stumble like Macy Gray

Cats hit the tunnel to rumble and say, "Hey DJ"

Make me wonder why they call Sunday the lazy day In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to this In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist

Am I eternal or an eternalist?

Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousness

As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to this Check me out