[Verse 1: Pilgrim]
With the flow that's sick since the double nine six
When the GOD was a kid and you couldn't touch this
Now we rock hot beats and the flow stays ill
Spreading nothing but the truth, cause the lies never stick
Now what you gonna do, when they come for you
It's the end of the line, ain't no place to run
You can roll with the iller or just fade like vanilla
The last street preacher, with a mission to deliver
The stone cold sinners from the flames of hell
All these lies on the web, don't believe what they tell
Why listen to these lies when you've got your own mind?
Advice for the wise, love wins all the time
So you've got to work hard and you've got to keep it smart
See they come up with these schemes, that they never really mean
Leaving everybody pissed just because they wanna win
So you gotta keep it real never loose k**er bees
[Hook]
So now, what you want now? What you want now?
What you want, what you want, what you want now?
What is it now? What is it now?
What is it, what is it, what is it now?
What you want now? What you want now?
What you want, what you want, what you want now?
What is it now? What is it now?
What is it, what is it, what is it now?
[Verse 2: Versatyl]
Witness my vision, a system where all division is missing
And fiction is just a genre of films and television
Position yourself beside me and try to see what I see
They're asking why I spit fire, I say "the world is icy"
Ice age, we're frozen, caught in a past they're calling golden
But the future is imminent, ready for it we're bringing it
New school flow with that old school sentiment
You should know we'll stay real to the end of it
But sometimes the truth's harder to swallow than a spoon full of cinnamon
That's why real raps diminishing
Honesty's a commodity lost in an economy
Only concerned with profits but not wisdom and prophecy
So don't try to holla me, bother me with your fallacies
But if you want the real by all means talk to me
Educate yourself knowledge is power
The ink of a scholar and all that
Homie it's all love
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Pilgrim]
1, 2, 1, 2, like a deja vu
They keep knocking on my door it's their sweetest taboo
And nah, we don't loose, not to you silly fools
A blessing by God so we sick of your news
See we sicker than your average, realer than your garbage
Always on point, you can tell we be the savage
The REX for the heart and you know I got soul
With V on the beat, we can never be defeat
Yo wisdom is the key but they don't wanna hear me
They wanna hear bling bling things that don't mean
A thing to the real like a comedy sick
I laugh out loud cos my melodies ill
Tell me what do you see when you look around we
Now what do you want from my people and me
They cream of the crop will rise to the top
So please keep away with your lies and your tricks
[Hook]