Where am i at an where will i escape
behind the yellow tape
The worlds form takes shape
My state of mind is like 1989 new york rhymes
Mixed with struggle and crimes
I reside in the desert where mountains look like castles
Sometimes this life is a fight and a hassle
Discover who you are through trials and tribulations
Distinctive conversations
And Dangerous situations
Knowledge reigns supreme over any limitations
Have patience cause practice pays like reparations
I live through my creations even after my death
So Watch me capture my breath
As i go master these steps
Im the next to project my repertoire correct
Then i'll invest in a whole reservoir of cess
Grow it from the root and watch the leaves salute
Like the notorious b.i.g. would do

This is Hip hop in its purest form
It was Born in the swarm of New York's arms
The bronx was burning the concrete crumbled
A rose grew as the beats rumbled

Break through obstacles that face you
Like wrecking balls do to walls so efficient
My ambition cant be learned or explained Like a phenomenon
So i regain my fame just like the comic con
I remain in the mountains carving snow like a yeti
SnowFlakes fall like confetti
The hop keeps me warm but the hip keeps me ready
I'm not doin harm cause my mind is steady
Im betting on my future cause the past was lucky
Most mc's today are toys like rubber ducky's
My instrumentals can rattle your skeleton
So elegant like an elephant i spit intelligent
Never irrelevant i invent like the 3rd president
My intent to kill microphones on the daily
Is sailing along with tides i ride
Im bonafide like Clyde

This is Hip hop in its purest form
It was Born in the swarm of New York's arms
The bronx was burning and the concrete crumbled
A rose grew as the beats rumbled

I watch the words as they jump off my page
Like a mage I engage cutting rhymes like fades
Talking to Renegades drinking minute maid lemonade
On the interstate late for a dinner date
I debate but i never underestimate
I dominate on breaks smoking joints as they resonate
A N T H O N I U S M O N K what i am is
A creature drawn to the microphone
You know the speakers on whenever i am home
Im Always shaking the walls with the music i'm bumping
Dumping out my lyrics always getting into something
Wether its a woman or a warm hot dumpling
Im Jumping around like house of pain is in town
The sound from the mecca is from another sector
So i'm the resurrector and the lyrical protector

This is Hip hop in its purest form
It was Born in the swarm of New York's arms
The bronx was burning and the concrete crumbled
A rose grew as the beats rumbled