[Intro: Soulstice]
Oh shit (Oh shit). No doubt (No doubt). Soulstice (Soulstice), Blowout (Blowout). Verses vs Beats (Yo, yo, yo). Yo

[Verse 1: Soulstice]
Pull out the pad and do the math, kick with
The hectic and crass of life’s weight and mass
Carry stress by the pound. Soul maintain
Crown status, mastered this mental norm
Got a hunch like the back of Nostradam
Futuristic [?], the smooth swoop, powered
Like Ramadan by my brain waves
Mind fully blown like AIDS. Close encounter
With the third eye. Perhaps you’ll buy the government’s lie
Can your prove your promise of paradise? Is your land
Milk and honey or greed and money in disguise?
That bitch laid out her tits to advertise. Adams fantasize
Welcome to Babylon. Send Shayṭān
[?] the nation of one. No liberty
No justice. Bite your tongue like lisp
When you spit this shit. Soulstice emotionless
I thought I was invincible, to this world could be a center pull
The po arrive, then it’s cold shoulders
No weight back then. Now it’s boulders of hate
Becoming a woman. Old Earth’s sound was fallen
Ain’t you like Lucifer? What the fuck that make her?
If I’m her daughter, let me drop these jewels so I
Could find my way back. Try and cop these tools
So dig it, black. Yo, and it’s like that
Winter rule