[Intro Scratches: DJ Ruxta]

[Verse 1: Maddie]
I Am, the war, the common enemy
The one you’ll see if you look deep into your destiny
I Am, all the love and all the hate
The disaster that strikes each time you tempt fate
I Am, the voice of the layman
The instrumental from the lies of the Mayans
I Am, the power of the people
The voice of the talk, the action, the sequel
Put me on a deadly trip
When I be up to savage this
You’re the definition of what garbage is
I make the earth shake
Every time my voice shatters
So how the fuck can the lyrics don’t matter?
You’re the dirt in the culture, I’m a vandal MC
If the words don’t matter then you are not real to me
You’re the dirt in the culture, I’m a vandal MC
If the words don’t matter then you are not real to me!

[Chorus: Young, Maddie, DJ Ruxta]
All the poets and MCs
Rise above the greatness, come on!
All the DJs and B-boys
Rise above the greatness, come on!
All the writers tagging the streets
Rise above the greatness, come on!
And all of ya’ll that’s keeping it real
Rise above the greatness, come on!
[Verse 2: Young]
I Am, the riot, the chaos
The subject of ignorance the type you would stay off
I Am, the criminal, the crook
The soldier, the son, the Gentlemen’s Coup
I Am, the rise and fall
The people with the power and the money to rule them all
I Am, the kept and the cryptic
The anti-socialite, the lost hope, the misfit!
I speak from the view point of no nation, no flag
In a known world where no man and no one can correct
I meditate at the point where the sun docks
Immortalize the culture each time my bars drop
This is poetry, wordplay your highness
I doubt you’ll make it you ever want to try this
This is poetry, wordplay your highness
I doubt you’ll make it you ever want to try this...
You wanna try this..? x 4

[Chorus: Young, Maddie, DJ Ruxta]
All the poets and MCs
Rise above the greatness, come on!
All the DJs and B-boys
Rise above the greatness, come on!
All the writers tagging the streets
Rise above the greatness, come on!
And all of ya’ll that’s keeping it real
Rise above the greatness, come on!
[Verse 3: Young & Maddie]
I Am, the artist, the vandal
The light of a purist, the fire from a candle
I Am, the man, the machine
The island of lost hopes, I am the dream
I Am, the avant garde, the familiar
The novelty from the hands of a sculptor
I Am, the lightning bolt, the dark clouds
The next of kin, that you chose to do without, what!

[Outro Chorus: Young, Maddie, DJ Ruxta]
Rise above the greatness of the sound/ The real hip-hop is buried underground x 4