作词 : Tek
作曲 : IOTA/Tek/Edo Lee
[Verse 1] 
I hit the track propelling 
I came up off the thruster late, impact with something 
The traction coming, I felt already 
I came up off of Native Tongues and Makavelli 
I came up off of dirty south and Soulaquari- 
I made my route encrusted it, entrusted it 
All roads fed into the bar code, ok 
Al-most fled into the dark, I docked, I didn’t 

Talk, listen 
Had to dust a bit 
Had to conservate it, I’m at the precipice 
I came up off of do your shit don’t bitch about it 
I came up off of money tight don’t **** around with 
I came up after truants 
I cannot hack the Rubik’s 
I came up out the rubrics that you cut up out of 
I can’t amount to record you could trust in, I could maintain- 
I could maintain through the clutches of it 


[Verse 2] 
Bargain I been buckled to the fact it’s like 
I came up off Cartesian ways of looking bout it 
Targeted I tussle with the tact about it 
I came off of Kubrick, off of Asimov, induct it 
Mainstay my old soul's injunction 
Maintain I don’t hold your namesake in same stakes 
Debunk all that, uncharted, claim staking shit 
One tried that painstaking lunge toward that, ain’t take it 

**** that, the cortisol you pump at 
I quartered off my history, you couldn’t snuff at 
Who took the hit? you took affront at 
Wouldn’t rebuff that, I let you contemplate it 
I hit my register different, I hitch to my notations 
I switch to monochrome, I slit my time and patience 
Swish the Molotov 
Sift through minor cases, sit through all your talk 
I came up off of black boy impediment 
I came up off of 
You don’t know yourself so let me annotate it