[Black Thought]Yin for yang I walk on a lineBetween ghetto slang
and stimulation of the mindLife is a labyryth for dollars and
centsAs I quest for cream, through the steam so denseFrom the
sensei me a puff, cause the tunnel is toughSome lick shots with
sound, some'll bust from the cannonExperts o-rig-i-nal
man'll examineI am in fact lacking con-fus-ion, as to
what's realand what's illus-ionI come from Illadelph
where ya health you never take for grantedAs hot as the equator
in a cypher round the planetOr abnormal, niggas appearing out of
portals and demanding your soulWho controls the eight immortals
but the number sevenIn this continual maze, where night fight
with daysWithin my mind marijuan blazeAnd some say I should
change my waysBut it's hard to hear the phrase through the
havoc and hazeThought's style will never since or never
cease to excella-rateIt's the great lab dwellaTha mentals
of The Roots are beyond any computerThe judge prosecutor, or the
drug distributorRespect to the ex-Lex Luger, my nigga Malik B the
intruderPhila 5th Dynasty's the futureAnd DJ Krush is the
producer, ya healin with the ginseng RootsWe get ya renascence
loosaRemember me the Thought I represent essentially andmentally
eventually, ya mention me as most highMy decibels are most fly, I
come to paint ya Thought's BlackYo Krush, where's it
at?!!!??![Malik B]The Roots bring it from the Phila Fifth, spill
the giftThe melody of a felony is straight off a cliffNow can I
get a witness to dismiss Christmas from the myth listMan
that's bogus, let's try to stay focusedYou would think
it was the Fourth of JulyCause in Illadelph a round of applause
light up the skyWhy? Don't ask me, subtle attitudes
sometimes nastyFoul mouth bitches walk around looking
trashyBimbos talking about where's the indo?Crackheads
leavin babies unattended at the windowTo see death, and brothers
with strikes who got three leftI'm trying to make it, cause
if I don't I'll probably take itBut perserverence is a
virtueThe person that you thinking you hurting might hurt youYa
celly might jerk tooPerhaps I'll go to court this time when
I'm summonedBut I'm a rebel to the system so I might
not be comingSo if I fail, man just get up the bailIt's
just more time to write another story to tellIll elements, drop
intelligence, Black Thought Malik Bfuck up their-re-le-vanceWe
got strain on the brain from bodies left in the dustMan just
leave it to us, look main aim and I'll bustFuck betrayal
just trust, all the tracks we lustWith DJ Krush from Japan with
no more need to discuss
Send "Meiso" Ringtone to your Cell 
