Eternalists

Yeah, now here we go

Here we go, come on come on, now here we go

Here we go, come on come on, yeah

Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted

My name's honored 'cause my style is insane retarded

Remain hottest from

St. Marks to

St. Thomas

Take game farther than the put-put planes charted

The same artist who smoke rain forest and bang hardest

My brain smartest break a nigga like a lame promise

All city like train bombers

Check out the pictures we painted, yeah

More colorful than

Kelis naked

Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited

Even Big Tigger wouldn't let you in '

The Basement'

Face it y'all niggas face down with your legs kicking

They call your momma

Roy Jones 'cause she raise chicken

You're 'Down for the

Count' like

Rah Digga

I'm straight spittin'

Make pigeons say, "Uh uh', no they didn'tYes, we did so God bless the kid yoI got my own so I never stress his noIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thisIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thiHere we goYo we send this bullet straight towards your brainWe taking over like Moors in Spain there's more to gainRunaways get aboard the train come onYou can't ignore the pain noWhen it come down like the pouring rainCaught the train of thought it clanked across the raw terrainThe cold weather break your spirit like a water mainI looked in your eyes and I saw the shameY'all don't know that our greatness came before the chainsNo you can't imagine a future where this all can changeIf one of us ain't free then we all to blameSo we attack each other fighting project wars and thangIt's all the same across the board we fall for gameYou wanna see through that shit then you can call my nameKweli I chop it up like raw cocaineI drop gems at top ten, I'm not for the fameYou wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes yoIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thisIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thisAnd there it isSay what? Say what, say what, say whatI rock for the purists and I rock for the playersI rock for the fellas and I rock for the ladies, come onI rock for the elders and I rock for the babies, yeahI rhyme to the sirens that cry in the night, yeahLive on the mic even though I've been dying to write, yeahSince the days of flying a kite and ridin' my bike, come onOpen my eyes and keep the prize within my line of sight, yeahNow cat's drop out of school to get fiends high on a pipe, wordSeem like that's the ghetto way of tryin' to fightThe system that's based on trying to stop you from shinning your lightWe dying in spite of getting richThat's why I rhyme like a battle emceeBattling the tragedies and fallaciesThat be killing niggas quicker than infant mortalityThey acting like what's going on now is distant realityBehaving so casually that they become a casualtyPlus they don't wanna battle me anywayThey try to walk away but they stumble like Macy GrayCats hit the tunnel to rumble and say, "

Hey DJ"Make me wonder why they call Sunday the lazy dayIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thisIn this journey you're the journal I'm the journalistAm I eternal or an eternalist?Soon as we showed up, I sensed nervousnessAs soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thisCheck me out