"Believe that man when he reaches his highest state of perfection will again be mute"
Grown up to drop a banger
Hit like hammers make you stammer
Freestyle jammers
Care-less about the glamour

Keeps me out the slammer
Of the law with it’s clutches
Or man’s with toughness
With trophy’s on their duchess

Price of richest
Telling which from which is
Pointing out my life glitches
Come On and Get the picture

Reap a feed of fishes
If not then cop the stitches
Be true to your wishes
Hip Hop truly enriches

Mate I’m telling you it itches &
It makes me want to scratch
Produce tracks &
Lay it all out for you on wax

It’s like that with ridicule
I still think it’s pretty Kool
Even though I slept on
AKA invisible

Optimus Prime
Or just a Megatron
Right from the real &
The real from the wrong

It rains here in mega tones
Ying & yang I’m on
In my conscious dropping bombs
Working summer days get long



See we've all been raised with crazy little minds and
We've all been told to stand in line
Well get to work and don't be late to be no slave
Well I can think of better ways to spend my days

I can't believe the way the world's been
Widdled away and
We be the ones with the say

You all listening
You're better if your going to
Glisten again
Let's flip this thing up

Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Well Let's rewrite this
Reality Said

Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Let's rewrite this
Reality Said
Got to have love
Got to have truth
Got to have party
Party, Party!
Got to have love
Got to have truth
Got to have party
Party, Party, Party!

Said

Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Let's rewrite this
Reality Yeah

"Universal thought transference might be a reality in some distant era of enlightenment, but at present life and language are one"

Got abilities
From flexibilities
It be that catalyst
Narrow minds step to battle this

Thought patterns of a panelist
We could be your psychoanalyst
It’s time to channel this
Can’t dismantle bliss

Dismantle fists
Mate it’s time to coexist
We live Miami Vice
All ways, thinking twice

Men from mice is what it’s like
When the DJ cut it up with a knife
With the mixing device,
It’s no pressure

Got the K compressor
Got visions like Escher
Deep thought possessor

Jumping down
From the clouds
Wayward Suns
Breaking it down

From the darkness hear us howl
From our liquid lips
I Moot to rip to bits
We're like the golden scripture

That Come & gets ya
Right up side of that face
Call it fate when we
Rocking Numerology

That's 4 & 8's my brother
Praise to earth mother
Doing this stuff here
No-one can smother the real shift


Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Well Let's rewrite this
Reality Said

Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Let's rewrite this
Reality
Got to have love
Got to have truth
Got to have party
Party, Party!
Got to have love
Got to have truth
Got to have party
Party, Party, Party!

Said Live on top
Change the system
Lose the banks
Who's going to miss them

This whole worlds
For you and me
Well Let's rewrite this
Reality yeah

Woah ^_^