first is me.. then formula.
beat-its all real (pitch black)

it's all real, all hail
the storm of a man that soothes,
thunders through hell
ravin`, shakin`, makin` satan
shake in his boots,
the running new dude
the ripping new jack,
the nice always in the cut sage
that never knew that,
when he got paged from the front office
the song off-his album made the front page
of that new mag..
but he's not bad
although its tough in rap for someone to be new
and be news to someone else
that shares the same views..
the freak, beat rockin
by the unique rap prophet,
so you - can hip hop off it,
and i.. can make some hip hop
and make.. a profit off it
Eyes On The Prize. . Like Requiem For A Dream
Die From Lies. . Spleen Slipped Via Bullet Smothered In Vaseline
Harass Ya Needs, Ya Central Nervous System Stutterin'
Park-A, You Below Me In Park-B N Butterin'
It's Nuttin' Son, I'll Bust My Gun Quicker Than A Rising Sun
Since I'm The Livest One, You're Dying By The Tongue
Fucking Frantic Facists Frontin' In Newspapers
Ducking Damage Damn Us Dipshits You Know We Movemakers
Bootleggers Boggle Bravo Bastards Killing This Industry
Cater Caidence Corrupted Cavemen Didn't Have Technology
Rappers Rippin Rockin Racked Yo. . They Fucking Dying
Shameless Shadefest Seemingly Nothing, No Something Trying
Denying That Me N Kredit Dope, Suggest You Switch Ya Smoke
Before I Flip N Choke You Like Spree Handlin His Coach
D Double T, Raps Medallion. . Keeping Shit Afloat