Calling all militant minds to form line,nNever led a stray by these perilous times,nWorld war 4 is knocking on heaven’s door,nBut rumors say god doesn’t live there anymore,nHe was cast away by the inventor,nOf the nail, freewill, and big trap door,nOpen me up and see the idea of mechanism,nGear turning artistry bled dry by prison,nShapes and sizes define the legend of a majesty,nBut I’d rather be happy with finger-painting my tapestries,nI’m the last recognized but the first to be heard,nEducation is the key so everybody says…wordnPreferred by the herd to perfect my speech,nCause every nerd in the world needs what I teach,nA radical comic so divine with sonnets,nThat my phonics translate to make heavy harmonics,nI’m on it, like the land of real natives,nYou got it, like the greed that enslaves us,nTo trust, the rush of commercials and billboards,nSelling you hip-hop but we don’t need more,nIndustry costumes with nothing but volume,nLoud mouth cookie cutters playing the baby boom,nBy selling their kids drugs, with a verse and hook,nCome on, get that ghetto slang, get that ghetto look,nPutting the rebellion in the glow of the spotlight,nShutting up the right with a left and a street fight,nMaking ya’ll bounce to these tracks like pro tools,nRule breaking level headed ready to spite these fools,nYa’ll got no clue, what the three can do,nTurn the world on its ear so they can hear the truth,nLets stretch your nose to see how long it gets,nAnd watch the liars get smashed by the conduits,nThe master plan is in the catch as catch can,nWe’re floating in the water while you’re stuck on the sand,nWe need relevance now, apocalypse and takes a million,nA soldier passing down knowledge to my children,nMake them all break, come one impeach the president.nLet the people rise watch the blue collar benefit,nRoyalty kicked off the throne in public,nSchools teaching history as an accurate subject,nThe future is now but is sounds like yesterday, nGotta start hearing what the old folks say,nHistory repeats it’s self, history repeats it’s self,nStop. so you can work on mental health,nBlowing up on screen like a government structure,nCause every line is on point like acupuncture,nThere’s nothing original about what ya’ll people do,nWe were rocking jerseys in 92’nSwitch your message and get the government terrified,nWake up and stop the spreading of internal genocide,nWe got the key to open up your lockjaw,nSo you can say something relevant when caught on camera,nLike help me, everybody’s here has gone crazy,nNah, nowadays most rappers are just lazynThe unassuming public’s been running it for decades,nCrushing skulls for fun no matter you’re gringo or esi,nThe message in the syllables is no room for pedestals,nWe don’t want hydrogenated chemicalsnn