[Intro: K-Rino]
What up, Edgar Lee? What are we gonna do about these boys, man? We gotta raise their consciousness level, fool. (Knowledge and wisdom.) Know what I'm sayin', these boys runnin' around out here, trapped in the world, they caught in they own mindstate (Back in the game), livin' in that fantasy land, not knowin' that there ain't no love in this society for the none of us, man, so we gotta pull together on these fools. I'm through talkin', so say what you gotta say, boy

[Verse 1: Edgar Lee]

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
There's twelve devils on the jury, and me on the stand
I'ma try to pull a move up in this bitch if I can
K-Rino the aggravated mercenary MC
Picture seven loaded weapons and six aimin' at me
But them hoes ain't got the water 'cause I'm jackin' the boat
'Cause the one that was remaining, it was here in my coat
If I bust 'em I could make it if they lock me up tight
Watch my spirit leave the jail and kill a ho every night
I got partners in the county, a couple in the pen
Two or three I know I ain't gon never see again
But it's cool 'cause I understand the days and the time
They'll release the body but incarcerate the mind
But the mind gains knowledge, knowledge it design
[Rose up other motion now my thinkin' it define?]
Drown myself in wisdom just to keep me in line
But after thinking I'm alive, motherfuckers still dying
So, who gon be the killer? Who gon be the weak?
Who gettin' kicked off in they ass right now as we speak?
Each second I'll be moving hyperspeed so I'll laugh
'Cause every million fuckin' years you move a inch and a half
[Hook 1: both]
Some be havin' knowledge, some thinkin' the worst
Niggers think hood gods conquer the universe
A mind like a killer, got nuts like a squirrel
You ain't gotta go to jail, 'cause you're trapped in the world

[Verse 3: Edgar Lee]

[Verse 4: K-Rino]
Come and see, look at me the gravedigger
Programmed to punish the ingorant enslaved n***a
Pissed-off, unstoppable, fully equipped clicker
[?] colors infused on a jugular, ripped quicker
K-Rino the wrecker, attacks unrelenting
Fuck every president from Washington to Clinton
If I meet a mother fucker and I think he a hater
I whoop his ass off the top to keep from doing it later
See I gotta check the head, then resurrect the dead
Hit the spot and check the lead, Edgar Lee collect the bread
Aight, it ain't no coming back from drama in flight
Higher level lyrics I write to free my people overnight

[Hook 2: both]
Some be havin' hope, some thinkin' the worst
Niggers think hood gods conquer the universe
A mind like a killer, got nuts like a squirrel
You ain't gotta go to jail, 'cause you're trapped in the world