[Intro: Styles P]nBET get your recordersnYou rocking with the ghost PapoosenAnd Lupe the skate boarder (this is crazy)nWelcome to the cipher the beginning of rap,nFor record deals first I'm going to toss you the capnn[Verse 1: PAPOOSE]nOver a hundred soldiers died this month I drop info.nOut of a hundred the majority was negros (Papoose)nGeorge Bush is on a role like a grand heronThey still finding human remains at ground zeronThey found it in the sewer, yeah it show aww man YOnI guess that they call it a man holenWhen we say BET we ain't trying to spell betnBlack Entertainment Papoose is the bestnNacirema wait till my album to dropnYou hop up I clap him in his hip you can call it hip hopnRapper be acting like tougher then they really isnSo I seat them in wheel chair Jada Pinkett kidsnYou was putting your sneaker on the wrong feetnWhen Papoose reaping for the streets man the feetnYou might as well face your defeatnLook partner I had looking at the feet like a foot doctornnThat's Rightnn[Verse 2: LUPE FIASCO]nThey say the game as the belly of a beast (Lupe)nBlunt for fingers and hallo tips for teethnWire taps for ears NIKE AIR for feetnBlaspheme for prayers the system full of heartnRap music for beats heorin for the son and married to the streetsnCrack pipes for lungsnAnd he never sleeps just spized with dice in his eyesnLove life cause he like when it diesnFor baking for the soul he cough up pleasurenClothes made out of dolar bills that he sowed togethernHe knows he's clevernJealous his house all the liquor that pours out and goes right to his mouthnRides around on a stray bulletnWith prositute, pimp, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull itnTV in his headnStrippers slide down his leg and he known to ride around with the FedsnHe'snOut there [x4]nn[Verse 3: STYLES P]n[Let's go P] Don't call me ghost no more call me the phantomnReal brothers lover street brothers understand 'emnThis is to the man with his hand on his CanonnRight at this moment I know we need an atonementnThe Malcom is dead, The Martin is dead the guns the barbernLet me know who want to pardon there headnAnd I am back to the clip fill to the topnI'll grill with a bopnPoloce coming through kids still a rocknI don't give a F cause I wanna die cause I am gonna dienYou to figure, don't boo who figurenWant to the play the game find out who's who figurenAfter you do that, find out who's true figurenLots of brothers died over B.S, nonsensenSchool of Hardknocks no Parent Teacher ConferencenGot to learn the rules real fast, move fastnStand up the [? ] shortienCause they know that you assnn[Outro:]n[Styles P:] Yeahn[Papoose:] Yeah that's hip hopn[Styles P:]nBefore there was radio, before there were videos, before there were magazinesnPut the camera down this what it wasn[Papoose:]nThe cipher 360 degrees, the ciphernShow you cats how to rhyme mannTake that [x2]