[Intro: Undefined]
This is another, Undefined production, yeah
It's like we never stopped coming
It ain't gonna stop
It's how it's going down
[Chorus: Undefined]
Aiyo, if I can, may I have your attention
To all the fly ladies, and the gents and
The young'uns, you're the only reason we mention
What's going on, these days and times are getting
A little bit out of control
(Control, control)
And some need to slow they roll
(They roll, they roll)
While others need to pick up the pace
Meanwhile we keep it up in your face
[Verse 1: Undefined]
Aiyo, my feet skate the earth, while my head's in the clouds
While this planet got me spaced out, I can't come down
Off this high, searching for an answer to why
Glued to the truth, the ground is too dirty to lie
Words of a warrior, who's yet to yield
Using the mic as my sword, and my aura's the shield
I only politic and build amongst my likeness
Fight all the hype, and tried to strike my enlightenment
I charge it to the game that wants to plague my brain
And in the last days, my concept remains the same
Stuck in the system like ink on the page
Fire forms a wave, every time I blink from the rage
Red and dilated pupils, to see through you
Dodging the voodoo, I'm a student of the true school
Who's only coming for the people who would leave
From my back
So if I never knew you, I'mma keep it at that
[Chorus: Undefined]
Aiyo, if I can, may I have your attention
To all the fly ladies, and the gents and
The young'uns, you're the only reason we mention
What's going on, these days and times are getting
A little bit out of control
(Control, control)
And some need to slow they roll
(They roll, they roll)
While others need to pick up the pace
Meanwhile we keep it up in your face
[Verse 2: Edgar Allen Floe]
Yeah, yo
It's all about reality in my eyesight, yeah
Stop searching for the truth people, it's right here
Walking through this strange world
Blind as a nightmare
All you weak [?] and imitators I might spare
Time to bring forth only the top notch wordsmiths
Perfect plan of attack, I'm banning all your tracks
You won't deliver the A-plus, your history on the job
Administer the pay-cut, you s**!
While I remain king and lyrically supreme
You on the other side lost, jumping from team to team
You either an innovator, or hater
But you can always look at me as a saviour
In Hip Hop, there's elite players
But the benchwarmers, be in the starting line-up
The record is now, five up, eleven down
So now, a poor season and the crowd is all silent
From here on out, pay attention to the talent
[Verse 3: Undefined]
The most high gave me rhythm and the rhythm will shine
[?] mind, got to put the bullsh** behind
Find a kind of likeness, through mental hypeness
I'm enchanted to write this
So you can feel the righteous
Steps it took to elevate for self
Got to control the boomerang visor breaths
Outspoken, live beside your every motion
My people are carefully judged, being that they're
Chosen
From amongst the dead we've frozen
I showed them my story, body mind soul had an orgy
Everything wasn't for me, I don't rep that
I speak where my head's at, where I slept at
And rose the next morning, still looking forward to A new day dawning, tired ways got me yawning
And ready for a liver season
Rhyme and reason with a higher meaning
Who the hell got the fire steaming?
[Verse 4: Edgar Allen Floe]
Yo, I need all who can hear me
To say these words clearly
Slice-meister is nice [?] Super Solid
And spread the knowledge through your inner circle
Once they all heard you, keep the cycle intact
And react to the wack, that insist to spit that
Mismatched rap, with a b**h-smack
I'm trying to take it back when cats got thrown off stage
For any weak joints that got played
The standard is laid
[Chorus: Undefined]
Aiyo, if I can, may I have your attention
To all the fly ladies, and the gents and
The young'uns, you're the only reason we mention
What's going on, these days and times are getting
A little bit out of control
(Control, control)
And some need to slow they roll
(They roll, they roll)
While others need to pick up the pace
Meanwhile we keep it up in your face