Chorus: Repeat 4X




Crush Kill Destroy Stress




Verse One: Prince Poetry




Pain Stress



My Brain Can't Even Rest



It's Hard To Maintain The Pressure On My Chest



Excess Frustration Strikes!



Blood Rushes My Head When I Come Across Roads



With Dead Mics And Wack Promoted Shows It's Hard



But With The Presence Of God



I'm True To The Game



So I'm Back Black To Take Charge And Recap Ture



The Time, Wish It Could Never Be Wack -- I'm Pure



I Insert My Lifeline Into The Track, The Energy



In Me Is A Poison With No Un-revealed Remedy



I'm Spreading, Like Leprosy, Throughout The Record Label



Cause Mines Put Me And Monch's Career In Jeapordy



Can You Come See Me In The Ghetto Where It's Dark



Bullets Are Real Lost Peeps Lurks In The Heart



Lord Knows It Hurts, We Kick The Hertz To The Curb



Execute First Things First, And Put Blunted Minds To Work



My Herd's Tight And My Fans Supports



So I'm A-ight, For The Time Being Seeing Peace



But Taking No Shorts (no Shorts)




Chorus




(album Version Includes A Short "taxi Cab" Skit Here)




Verse Two: Pharoahe Monch




Rarrrrrgh!



You Will Now Consider Me The Apocalyptic One



After This Rhyme, Henceforth, There Is None



NO More Will Exist, When I Emerge



From The Mist In Whence I Was Born Into, Scorned



Most Of You Can't Even Comprehend What I Am Saying



To You Even In My Human Form The Message I'm Relaying



Why Do You Choose To Mimic These Wack MC's?



Why Do You Choose To Listen To R&B?



Why Must You Believe Somethin Is Fat



Just Because It's Played On The Radio, 20 Times Per Day?



My Perception Of Poet