They say my sound is New York they think thats where i'm from
I come from Santa Fe, New Mexico son
Some one said i'll be making the bread like a baker
If i kick my rhymes with that flavor
So i mastered my style and represented it wild
Let me show you how its done when your young
I study the culture and i speak with my hands
I bump the teacha on the speakers KRS is the man
Fuck around i'll leave you right where you stand
I'm always ready to die with the mic in my hand
Throw my ashes in the mecca where the physical belongs
Because my spirit always living through my songs
You can picture me rolling in my 95 Cherokee
While Driving through the desert smoking trees
Im Kicking free's in the breeze cause everyday is a tease
I rap with ease and when i do i seem to float like the leaves

My rhymes are the hip and my beats are the hop
I teach what i speak and repeat what i got
I'm unique with the heat of the stove when its hot
And defeats any obstacles till' i drop

Respect your life and watch your thoughts blossom
Observe as they grow like a lost possum
-Thats why Im never stopping as long as I'm breathing
Rocking microphones in the day or the evening
I'm Always receiving the respect like check
Staying humble in a rumble never crumble or compress
- i'm strategic like a chess game
So make your move as i cruise on the left lane
My terrain is formed by all thoughts in my brain
I stop to take a breath while exhaling the stress
All these lessons and tests have me feeling real vexed
I respect the roots while in cahoots with the vets
Im On the hunt smoking blunts filled with Buddha
I Never had to smoke a chump to make the gouda
So If i suit up dont think that i ain't gonna protect myself because I'm not a saint

My rhymes are the hip and my beats are the hop
I teach what i speak and repeat what i got
I'm unique with the heat of the stove when its hot
And defeats any obstacles till' i drop

Im out of the park like a fly ball
And off the high wall throwing up my name then my guy called
He told me life is rougher than grip tape
To escape from the struggles you gotta create
Fuck the glory and fame I'm just trying to maintain
I thrive in the rain and i like when it pours
The pain will remain but the love is absolutely forever and its truly yours
I leave my soul on the stage an my mind on a page
My heart is too big for anyone to cage
My rage transforms into art from the start and if it didn't it would tear me apart
As i drink a brew I'm thinking of you and all the changes to come
The music spun on the 1's and 2's
Keeps me captivated an my brain activated
all you cats who hated i really appreciate it, cause


My rhymes are the hip and my beats are the hop
I teach what i speak and repeat what i got
I'm unique with the heat of the stove when its hot
And defeats any obstacles till' i drop