� I quickly eviscerate Suckers who demonstrate No understanding of my command An illustrative delivery Creating the misery That's effectively killing all of the non-creative But wait a minute At the same time I resuscitate Those that are weak in faith And think that hip-hop is dying All of the negative thoughts that they generate I quickly obliterate And that's without my even trying But I'd be lying If I said that the situation ain't critical From verbal ability To the rhythmical quality To political malady To the way they misleading the little ones This *** is so goddamn pitiful And all for some temporary monetary gain It's really bull*** And you can take that literal I look for truth And can't find a thing before Till I walk the streets of the ghettos Of the world like a criminal And feel the subliminal subjugation Front page oppression The sinister suggestions The subordination My motivation to make a change The ghettos undermine Into an upright glorious nation I got patience And time is on my side Plus the cause of the righteousness On my side When it's time to ride or die I stand defiant With a tiger-like color To the iris of my triple eye And this girl I'm talking about Is called Hip Hop Cosines Climbed up Took the kicks off Nosedive Kept the show live This is the Motive Oh my How we post high up in lo-fi Let my notes fly above whisper With no process To help them sound less bitter Guess it's a piece of success perceived From the narrow streets Full of police and thieves I'm not your typical guy Fearing hypocrite It's an original Here to hold a fist Full of heart-driven rhythm And an army full of kids Not listening to false prophets And lost fishermen So go ahead Put my name in your mouth now Mark it out now Let's start the countdown More bounce To the pounds and handshakes Put sound on the landscape Till the van breaks When it happens I'll either be napping Or laughing or rapping Or just another has-been But now I'm trapped In the path of passion Grabbing at the wheel Like it had to crash Boom I can't let it get out of hand An honest man Trying to find that promised land From the worldwide wonders To the south side gutters To the mothership funk Followed by all my brothers Come on Cause of the righteousness On my side Cause of the righteousness On my side Cause of the righteousness On my side Cause of the righteousness On my side It's the hardest Of the artistry Artists that y'all Won't compliment The party isn't hardly a party Until we stopping it Hardly absconding With accolades For the thought we yearn The honor and the skills That's involved You got to let it live But honestly We constantly Are rocking the kids We responsibly It's like oxygen For most of them That's loving it quick Non-stop soul shocking Body rocking and spit And it's hitting So just quit Cause it's the number one pick But I'm impervious to injury I'm like Michael Vick Gang I'ma win the season Unblemished the playoffs I'ma clinch And take the championship A real sick Quick hit Sink your ship And shut down your whole squad Like the Ravens defense I put a down on you Even though you thought you knew it I come around the corner Put out your lights Like Ray Lewis And I do this With absolutely no remorse Like a home wrecker Do it My mantra's divorce For me This is really all par for the course I'm like Tiger Woods Hit you with the thunderous force And pinpoint the precision While y'all hiding in the bunker And hunkering down I'm in the field making decisions I'm a general And fight for the cause Of the righteous resolve Telling all y'all It's time to stand tall Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on Come on