built to last
blasting reality in all directions
imperfection corrected
hand selected
subjected to rigorous tests
blessed with approval
upgraded methods of mc removal
similar to those from previous prose
coming out something like 400 Blows
easy to spot among the average joes
in proper surroundingshis abilities
are astounding enough to have your heart pounding in overtime
get your cardiac arrested by digging too deep in the rhyme
people say he's out of his mind
instead of maybe being wrapped up in his own head
some don't listen
they'll keep missing the point of why i've taken on this mission

if i was an army of one
i could still guarantee to my people the job would get done

i stand on a mountain
and i let intellect spill like a fountain of youth
when folks act for the proof of the fact that
a latter day prophet cat's got it like that
all i can say is take a look at the limitless way
we hit you with a vivid array on the regular
set your watch type action
pure audio-visual satisfaction
track's got me so high i might drop
like i'm full of sour diesel on a Brooklyn rooftop
out of body experience explains
how i symbolically removed my own chains that weighed me down
keeping me from doing what i have to do
before they lay me down
suckers won't make a sound
dig 'em all pleading the fifth while i'm shooting the gift
smooth criminal with a penchant for catching subliminal wreck
i play the balance to the check
yin to the yang
regardless of the state of affairs
i'm'a do my thing
strong enough to lift every voice and sing
ripper with the r-attack plan on the wing
walk with a purpose
back catalog of verses i use in my search to find ground
solid ground
beautiful ground
following a path similar to falling down
long day's journey into night right in front of your eyes
to quell false claims and alibis

if i was an army of one
i could still guarantee to my people the job would get done

death to the facist insect that feeds
on the common individual whenever he bleeds
in between the lines it reads
'our needs will be secondary until we're revolutionary'
opinions may vary but it's crystal clear
that we're falling deeper into the trap each year
running up the slippery slope with a handful of rope
working with a hope and a prayer
one more chance to use my thousand yard stare
i saw it coming
i stopped running
if i stand my ground i'll take the brunt of the blow
possibly throw it off track
i know my iron skin will stay intact
that's original fact no matter how the cards are stacked against me
jealous ones envy the composure of this winter soldier

if i was an army of one
i could still guarantee to my people the job would get done