[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN]
I'm one of those traveling cats that stays in one place
Motion makes the sickness present to smoke away
Just another day in the life of the infamous
a**hole talking sh**, pretty just be specific
Civilian's my name. Will and combustion's how I came
I'm sure my last verse causes one and the same
Difference: my love is close; yours is distant--
Some call it a 6th sense, I call it being persistent
Got a stern grimace that some mistake as grins
Across my face mind contemplates checkin' chins
Life is love and hate combined with light and sin
And I'm a pin-wheel stickin' around for the wind
To blow! Or someone in the mainstream to properly flow
‘Cause it dawns on me, they need to change the profession that they chose
Close your eyes, my frequency is slowly homing
On your fated position in these: our “Times New Roman.”
[Chorus x2]
Strain with me! I work with a brain that's lopsided
A rage that knows no silence; a plane that has no pilot!
The impact of birth caused scars upon arrival
I ain't been back to Earth since the stars were suicidal
[VERSE TWO- MC BREW]
We've got an obligation to bomb this nation
Gettin' sick of being calm and patient complacent
Jumping on these jams up in the basement
Bacardi driven, spittin' facts, hardly ever even bullsh**ting
Not freestyle, you know it's written
Northside cats be spittin' this free-written
And what I wrote just got jotted down
We spotted clowns and had to toss around that flawless sound
So sop the drool up when the jaws drop down
I've had a heyday runnin' through the gateways
And they say the Brew runs with the 712, so f** the nay-say
Or laziness. Gotta get these thoughts outta my head or I'll go crazy, kid
The spirit that blocks the clearance
We can see in your eyes that you know that you're fearing
Getting loose at the seven-one-deuce party
So bring the beer in
And lose the hating that you're even feeling
[Chorus x2]
Strain with me! I work with a brain that's lopsided
A rage that knows no silence; a plane that has no pilot!
The impact of birth caused scars upon arrival
I ain't been back to Earth since the stars were suicidal
[VERSE THREE]
[THE TOP CIVILIAN]
In the headlights of the dead-rights
Instead of hypin' up the scene, you're seein' the end time
I defend rhymes with the freedom to reach
This Sodom and Gomorrah landscape uncensored, no bleeps
[MC BREW]
So we'll creep off the deep end
From this to next weekend
Like bliss, the mind, the mic and my fist seek the right
To increase the fight
To downplay perps who feel too weak inside
[THE TOP CIVILIAN]
I find it rather confusing trying to be pure in pollution
Snoozing my way through parts of a mood ring
Switching from color to opaque
From intention to mistake
From made to making me break
[MC BREW]
No breaking me blatantly, we're takin' out the flakes in thee
You're too wasted to spit sacred stages
Double A: arsenious aftermath
Disastrous path
On which what was sprayed
On yourself you're gettin' played
Yeah, it's degrading