[Hook: Samples with Mista Sinista Scratches] (x2)
“Spread the word ‘cause I’m in E-F-F-E-C-T” - Sample from Rakim on Eric B. & Rakim’s “Microphone Fiend”

[Verse 1: L.I.F.E. Long]
I come with the heat—it’s too cold
Fassies but they iced-out, claiming that they ball
Watch me pull cords, rip frames, expose souls
Reveal the bitch in you, make you fold
Cats is speaking like they’re really that undefeatable
L.I.F.E. Long, I’ll smash you something terrible
Too many cliques in the industry is edible
I’m bloated off being served and then eating crews
How it feel to get battered up, bruised?
Woke up out of Slumberville smashed with lowly villes
Ill in this game, so I play winning
Sonning my opponents in third quarters and innings
Crossing the finishing line blind off this karma
L.I.F.E. Long swings iron hammers, cracking armor
My Writers Guild throws your body in the harbor
Psychotic, crazed. Forth I stayed writing the drama

[Hook: Samples with Mista Sinista Scratches] (x4)
“Spread the word ‘cause I’m in E-F-F-E-C-T” - Sample from Rakim on Eric B. & Rakim’s “Microphone Fiend”

[Verse 2: L.I.F.E. Long]
Let’s get blind, pass the Dutch, twist ganja
Leave the place smoked out ‘til, like, mañana
Work it out. It’s living in full effect
All live cats can wreck on a set, crack your necks
False moves will get you jabbed in the mouth
Your girl? She’s a smart-mouth. My brain’s in her mouth
Make us speak with intelligence. Words dispensed
Out of my mental jewel box pure listening edutainment
Every day, I keep creating, innovating
Annihilating foes infiltrating. I’m like a detonating
Explosion heard up close. Heard all over the coast
Does L.I.F.E. coach? Yes. Come on, come all
To your big fall. We stomp out platoons
In rhyme knuckle brawls. Y’all don’t want to verbally spar
With lethal bars. Aim, shooting with darts
That leave many scarred. The sniper of rap
Killing off shiny stars, leaving the airwaves clean
Clearing up the smog
[Hook: Samples with Mista Sinista Scratches] (x4)
“Spread the word ‘cause I’m in E-F-F-E-C-T” - Sample from Rakim on Eric B. & Rakim’s “Microphone Fiend”

[Verse 3: L.I.F.E. Long]
Putting things back in order, sheriff’s in town
Smacking clowns acting up, make them kiss ground
I’m licensed to spit with a rhyme permit
Y’all bitch cats is all pussy, sweet sherbert
Dessert to my cypher. Weak shit makes me hyper
Shows most the industry belongs in diapers
On top, steady building, crafting with skilled Writers
My Guild will smoke out your teepee, chief
Pass the rollie, crush up the hashie
I’m in the belly, slicing through the beast
Trying to make out the hole, climbing out. But, at the same time
Keeping soul. That’s the main purpose
Stay being me. L-I-F-E living in full effect
Leading on new grounds. Terrorizing, but still
Satisfying ear canals with surrounding sounds

[Hook: Samples with Mista Sinista Scratches] (x4)
“Spread the word ‘cause I’m in E-F-F-E-C-T” - Sample from Rakim on Eric B. & Rakim’s “Microphone Fiend”

[Outro: Sample from [?]]
Because, when people say we have all of the diamonds, we have all of the gold and all of that in Africa, yes, that’s true. But we have something even more important value-wise. And that’s our culture. Our culture is more valuable that all of the diamonds, all of the gold, all of the minerals, all of the resources that are in the ground in Africa. And you can see that all over the world. It is our culture that people have stolen and expanded all over the world and get millions of dollars every thirty seconds for advertising on our culture. All over the world. The greatest asset that we have is our culture. People talking ‘bout, “Well, uh, we are a poor people.” No. We’re not poor at all. We’re just poorly organized. We got all the wealth in the world and everybody is aware of that