A degenerated state, I'm being kind to our position
Impossible to debate opposition that lacks vision
What passed for wisdom
Inherently known to infants
Mangled adult psyche, terrified of all that's different
I thought we've grown... I shoulda known better
True Knowledge shown but these drones are all tethered
Our skin is mad thick so we endure the harshest weather
From bullets or blankets to bullets or ballots, whatever
Attack this canvas till I fill that granite casket
Perhaps so rabid we bring it back to scalps and hatchets
These muthafukas worship Reagan and Margaret Thatcher!
I guarantee that MY idols are much Blacker!

Sick of, Simplified Slogans
For minds that ain't open
I'm tired muthafuka, I told you I'm done hoping
No sense to raise fist if your mental ain't potent
Kept my core molten
My people remain focused!
(Mi gente) 2x

Approach to life remains basic, I ain't chasing your fabricated dreams
I thrive low-key behind scenes
Create & Destroy, Nah mean?
My world wide connects leave the average heads perplexed
Speak wit yo chest, but come correct wit your intent
No time for argument
I speak in Dälek
Raised on cement malcontent getting bent
Deadverse Massive! The crew I represent
The 99% Those inclined towards dissent
The ones who reinvent
Those who wonder where the rhymes went
We them bastards from that hostile environment
Verbal assault similar to how that iron spit
That angry Spic. Quick-witted lip
Subsonic soul that persists , I ain't shit
But I'll test them li-mits
You'll get what you get
A man on a mic that exists to resist!
Sick of, Simplified Slogans
For minds that ain't open
I'm tired muthafuka, I told you I'm done hoping
No sense to raise fist if your mental ain't potent
Kept my core molten
My people remain focused!
(Mi gente) 2x