Cause the music is reality
Life on the zone at the microphone
My ice and stones
My keys, my voice box and my microphone
Im talkin with the nicest tone
Im underground on the high patrol
Rain is like a supernatural mind control
Every time Im flowin the rhyme is exposed
Dont hold back
Ill give you everything my mind is exposed
Every day are sleeps and wakes
My mind explodes
My soul needs a mic mode
Im a rider, whenever you need I will hit the road
Im from the ghetto, where the crisis is low
But still smoke every day with design thats low
Im nice with those
I got no time to pose
Im rhymin and spittin
And the mic is grippin
So this is life that Im bringin
Im rhymin and spittin
And the mic is grippin
So this is life that Im bringin
No one could live with this
But I spent 100 miles on that road
Just to hear my voice is a privilege
Tumble like the ancient pyramids
The rappers albums are my intro
I get down from the ghetto
On my first day of electro
I had a fresh flow
The human brain Ill make it hit flow
My technique with payroll
Im rhymin and spittin
And the mic is grippin
So this is life that Im bringin
Im rhymin and spittin
And the mic is grippin
So this is life that Im bringin
I guarantee the sh** will never ever be the same
I guarantee the sh** will never ever be the same
I guarantee the sh** will never ever be the same
I guarantee the sh** will never ever be the same