(Chorus)
You’re so real
Your music heals
Musical elemental
Reveal what we feel
You’re so real
I start to think and then I sink
Into the people because we link
When I’m heard, I’m trapped inside their minds
We remain infused through time

(Verse 1)
Corner lamppost is my spine
With the light that shines
To light my rhymes in my mind
Exciting times
Support and energy for the body maintained
Pen and pad for a brain
Microphone wire runs as my veins
Soul, Rhythm that my body contains
Eyes are cameras recording the world around me
Cassette tape string nerves for what surrounds me
Picked up Van Gogh’s ear cuz what I’m making is art
From studios, corners, stages, to parks
Among my other facial features
My mouth is a speaker
Have a spray-paint nose
Constantly making murals
Making up the rest of my face
Cheeks vibrating from the bass

(Verse 2)
My heart is an outlet
That goes to power my turntable chest
Left hand scratches and moves the crowd
A mic for the right to spit rhymes to they get loud
They fuel me back with energy that’s electric
Watch the rhymes I kick, so check it
Have MPC pad abs
Providing the Boom Bap
And adds drums and hi-hats
Bigger and Deffer cuz I’m BAD
Creating the rhythm for when I walk
Causing my legs to be in a constant toprock
Nike and Adidas feet is what you find
Different styles and all they do is kick rhymes
I’m the honest truth before your eyes
I’m Hip Hop cuz I’m rap minus lies

(Verse 3)
I gave you delight then you’d fiend for me
Always wanting me to tell you stories
Cuz my rhyme tactics are Illmatic
Fantastic and changed the music fabric
I started out on the streets
Then on radio is where they played me
I was seen on BET and MTV
Counted me down in Times Square like New Year’s Eve
Hooked up with the Internet, things changed unbelievably
People stole what I worked for, what a robbery
Gave what I worked for, out for free
They started using me for money
That’s why I Used To Love me
But things never stay the same
I had to adjust and change
People said I was no longer real like back then
People I was cool with said I was dead to them
So I was Ready To Die, but I see a Resurrection
Moved to the underground to go in a new direction
I’m missed and people try to find
Me on the radio, but it plays an imposter of mine
Using the internet to rebuild my presence
I’ve been working to rebuild my essence
So I’ll be back with a new response
When I reach the Renaissance