On the other end

Put me on public display and showcase

So there's an equal opportunity for everyone to hate me

I know you think it's a lie and it's a scam

Fuck the music, fuck the time, and fuck who I am from where I stand

We digest shit like flies on trashcans

Overseers of the east revive when on pentagrams

Time to open your mind possessed by the rhymers

eventually how they wind up

Damaged, innocence isn't a friend

So it's hard to overlook and pretend where it all started

Half hearted and semi skilled still today

unfuckwithable and unreal

Unbearable and unheard, unmentioned and disrespected

I'm on levels and just words

Subtract us and rob us of our confidence

But obstacles and booby traps are hateration nonsense

Now on the other end of this microphone

(Is the problems of a man whose mind is fucked up!)

And on the other side of the speaker spark

(Is a nation that don't give a fuck You think we don't care)

Now on the other end of the raps we spit

(You can see that we don't give a shit, I think you don't care)

And on the other side of the music we play

(I question if you still relate, can you, can you relate?)

Now I been both punked and spit on

Laughed at and hit on

You never had a clue that you were fucking with a time bomb

Now people see me on the streets and wanna talk

But when I lived right down the block though it was never worth the walk

And I ain't gotta talk, all I had to do was sit and listen

Home in the dark while you hope that I diminish

And when I finish the judge will give me twenty years flat

Cause I went up in the studio and murdered a track

You got me pissed off and angry

You thought this would change me?

You gotta come better than that, I ain't afraid

See your pit bulls are dead and we're the only dogs left instead

To rightfully guide the misled

It's been ten long years and all my blood, sweat, and tears

Is the reason I'm standing right here willing to die for mine

Blinded by the shadows of crooks

Another day another page in the book

Are you ready?

Seeing for who we are we ain't hidin no more, we right here

Are you ready? Do you relate to the pain

and what we're saying in the music that you claim to hear