I'm crossing tracks   Painting tags on the walls of the metro   Paradoxical truths like modern day retro   Water and petrol, protons and electrodes   Reality I let go with pro-con anecdotes   Thoughts shifting from topic to topic   Skip it, hop it, flip-flip I flop it   Catch a beat just to drop it   Give me a door and I'll lock it, knock it   A floor and I'll mop it   The beat is rotating, rotating, I can't stop it      Cities aflame, war games and internal conflicts   Guerrilla warfare and insurrection bomb hits   Eternal conflicts of hatred and sword explored   All aboard the m/s lord, errors ignored   How many registered votes for the poor and illiterate?   Allow me to reiterate my concern for the bitter fate   Of poverty-stricken cities you choose to discriminate   How inconsiderate to set a rate to eliminate   A culture you gave root to you now disintegrate   Can't let it blossom, can't let it proceed to a better state   No need to mitigate, clean up the graffiti and incinerate   Every page of social commentary by rappers you litigate      Now I got you listening to my hip-notic hop device   Words glistening and they flow like melting ice   I'm like the cool urban cat that can't catch any mice   Vegas lice, casino hustler with no dice   Poor like Dice raw, energetic once more   No contour, unapologetic on tour   Twice or less, seeking success and its price   Throw a slice of the wedding cake   And wonder where the rice is   In para-lysis with para-vices   Like Isis with a fertility crisis   Getting adverse advice from a demon that entices   The mind and the body like erotic license      The measure of intensity intensified   To a point where only pleasure and pain cleanse the mind   Hence, to find, pause, forward, rewind   Some sense behind the senseless grind   Of the millions of humbled unconscious civilians   Enslaved by the politics of palaces, pavilions   Officers, batallions, provoking rebellions   Decorated head-to-toe with medals and medillions      Turn off the lights and disconnect the cables   Burn the microphones and bury the turntables   Words, fatal revolution lables   Dangerous fables