MOG

Trumpet in tune, Pharoahe and Prince legitimate reasons
Take food from a table and get drunk to your death
This song you see is like an ode to God
Now, feel it in your heart from the love in my breath
That he blessed my last breath to be Allah U Akbar

(Snitch)
for why they thumpin', hi, I'm the most endangered species

Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent

I seen it all through the eyes of a needle
What is it worth when this barren metropolis prevail
Niggaz'll never learn we just concern about

Niggaz'll never learn we just concern about

Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent
(Shit)

Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel
And this city is hard, tenement buildings are barred

Give the drummer some, pianos, guitar basses
Bring drama to that ass, that's how we on it in Queens
Just heard about another one of my niggaz dyin' again

Incarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes
Ever since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me
Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal
Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people
Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil
My vocal box sling verbal cocaine like the government
Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people

Now, my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screen
Who's fuckin' who? When time is of significance
I persevere, breathe the air, inhale the effervescence of life

I'm gatherin' schemes, had only cream just as bad as a fiend
I seen it all through the eyes of a needle
Mathematically we live at right angles fuck the star spangled
I'm tryin' again to make moves, I'll be damned if we go hungry

Travellin' back, bustin' shots at before Christ was persecuted
Cops and robber car chases, Y-2-K fuck up, you're left faceless
The makers of fallen angels, danglin' from moon crescents
First time offenders catchin' seven to fifteen
I told you I'd hurt the music
(Blank)
Peerin' from behind the eyes of God, we at odds with ourselves
Scale the walls of hell, trail of a octopus
This street game is stiflin', I'm triflin' upholdin' a rifle
(Shit)
By all means, survival is what I teach these
Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil
Time for war I'm tryin' to score like Bernard King
What? Stray bullets continue shatterin' dreams, batterin' spleens
Bust your shit like Mitch Greene I switch scenes
Hustlers bury money in Garcia Vega cigar cases
Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal

Who's fuckin' who? When time is of significance
Incarcerated scar faces in all places, crack sales rise, failed lives