beasts They're feasting on eachother, strong consume the weak Flaming ruins, society is lost Shattered city streets filled with blind, nameless creatures The sky cracks open, dust
I've got nothing in my head Got a floor for a bed The future's at the bottom of a tea cup I got a half a pair of shoes And no time to lose I'm wondering
[Talib Kweli] Yo, fourth period, everybody meet me in the lunchroom I'm saying, the Drum Society comin in there You know I'm saying, Hi-Tek gonna be there
fuck shit gotta be like that? [Verse 2] Know what, I said hear me clearin' over so so weaved n dreaded that they need to be bi-headed why? I'm readily
author and publisher But a veteran of the society of composers and hustlers Check it, my slang is touch language is angel dust Compress to cassette,
my running Down into the concrete.... I flee I can't feel their baton blows The pain is in my head (I'm the black ship of society) I plunge my nails
the store. Many of us mistake Phobia for true fear. Whereas fear is a gift from God to be used for self-preservation. Phobia are obstacles strategically placed in society
a messenger, sent to cut your throat, like fuck it, yo Then head back to the hut and smoke I'm the man that society graph, my left hand's plastic Designed
big cup of water trying to douse the black fire is it because I'm the man that you brought to this land and rose above being labelled as a field head
lavish casket Call us savage bastards usin all means necessary It's only customary It's you we got to bury We'll dead your homo thug network Head shots make your head
lunatic (He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society) (He's a) (He's a) (He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society) [VERSE 2: Bushwick Bill
Down South cousin on ya wifey's phone Break ya Bone, Thug and move in Harmony The choice is yours, it don't bother me Roosevelt 'til I'm dust, I.G.T. [
head And my beat'll getcha after I fill my clip with lead Bloodshed ain't shit to me, most of this shit is meant to be In an infested society, physically
to the store. Many of us mistake Phobia for true fear. Whereas fear is a gift from God to be used for self-preservation. Phobia are obstacles strategically placed in society
my head there is to much drama in theses streets to much heat and she said wont let the feds red said they want no dust in my tomb so I keep my eyes red
[Talib Kweli] Yo, fourth period, everybody meet me in the lunchroom I'm saying, the Drum Society comin in there You know I'm saying, Hi-Tek gonna be
