VERSE ONE
Is this mic on? grip it like a python / blow up like pipe bombs or even planet Krypton / I'll grab a napkin if it's all I got to write on / I'm hitting you so hard you'll feel it in your protons / hold on nah son now you dead wrong / I'm hitting you dead on now it seems that you read it wrong / a cross He bled on is all that I flip on and every mic I grip on that's the mic that I rip on / I got more lines than girls getting hit on / I'm staying calm -- I'm writing these lines like Davidic psalms / and if you cut me now I'll probably bleed some Krylon / my Christ has got me transformed like Decepticons / I'm pressing on I make you feel it in your chest and arms / grabbing your palms I'm making hits like Mafia dons / the blood now got me covered like some Napalm / my word is bond now so what your crew waiting on? / my sin is gone swinging swords like Voltron / and I could go on like sentences that run on / about my God who from now to the eons / He's running things no matter what planet you be on //

CHORUS
From the L-A to the N-Y-C / dirty south and all points in between / all my peoples worldwide keep it moving / it ain't where you from or where you at it's where you going //

VERSE TWO
I'm grabbing pens open up the folders / I got more pages than Motorola -- boots laced like a soldier / you couldn't move the crowd with dynamite and a bulldozer / I'm letting Jehovah rock you like a boulder / it's all love from the younger to the older / so hard rocks them keep them Glocks in the holsters / so come on over cause nobody gets the cold shoulder / now it's my God who awoke me from the coma / to me emcee means the microphone controller / I'm staying in the syllabus with the verbs like Knowda / we holding it down now from here to Arizona / just keep it moving now in case we never told ya //

(Knowdaverbs)
I'm a speak this so hate me now if you want to / but it'll be kind of hard to do and still claim to follow Christ too / I'm a mosey on in like this very tracks tempo / and mosey on back like word that's heard from a demo / it's mighty hard when it's not that fast enough timing / on hearing from a label after showcasing your best rhyming / sending them an envelope with a note attached to the cassette saying / this our new stuff kinda rough and ain't been mixed yet / but stay anxious for naything take some time to build cause they automatically up the ante when you're on the playing field / so come closer to the speaker because y'all don't want to miss this / I reckon I rank real high on the enemy's out-to-get list / an extra expose exposing all the creeps / didn't you catch the taped series on how they told you to pull the sheets / cause a lot of us is Christians sleeping with the opposition / then we snapping under pressure leaving funky dispositions / we supposed to speak bold but then we fold untill it hurts / and this life requires passion set to action through the word / it's how we do -- you know how we do / T-C, F. Reid, Knowdaverbs, 5-2 //