They say they hate English and they suck at math I can only make it if I ball or rap But to ball and rap, requires all of that Need math just to ball, like Apple needs apps And rap is poetry that gives English a wrath Use every word to rip those in my path Like for instance, some say I'll never be great So I speak positive and their words I negate But don't be fooled, takes a lot to keep your mind right Bad outnumbers good in a raw fight Takes seven pros to counter one con That's why there's so much power in one's tongue So I use my words, like a spirit gun Cause I know my powers unmatched son Every verse I say, goes in your earlobes Then flows through your blood till it hits your soul Had this epiphany, it can't be so Why those in charge would go this low To play with our minds, the way we think So I'll speak my mind and be your link Had this epiphany, it can't be so Why those in charge would go this low To play with our minds, the way we think So I'll speak my mind and be your link Know the clean version go hard as explicit There is no difference, yo boy just kills it Yo boy go hard, a high vocabulary Clog yo capillaries, yea that's kinda scary Kids sit in school, swear it be boring Teach 'em my lyrics, & grades be soaring Seismic anomalies, lyrical expertise Put 'em both together, they kinda define me I'm a rap boss, mouth with a gauze Cause I rap thunder, spit blood when I cough Use the pen and paper to relay my thoughts Then spit it over tracks so it can be taught Set apart from the group, different and aloof They said I was weird so I hit the booth Like to study the game sort of like a sleuth But when I make songs I give my truth Had this epiphany, it can't be so Why those in charge would go this low To play with our minds, the way we think So I'll speak my mind and be your link Had this epiphany, it can't be so Why those in charge would go this low To play with our minds, the way we think So I'll speak my mind and be your link