*Moots!*   I represent intellectual poetry   With guidance on the front of mathematical symmetry   The rhyme is back with facts on weird tracks   I'm cooking up steam cos Moots! is on a warpath   I bring my own brand of funk takin' it to the top   Zappin' all emcees who be stealin' from the vault   Medieval style rhymes through ways of pure fantasy   My sword is drawn if you're seen in my proximity   Watch your back, I'm on my lyrical onslaught   To show the world that I be never gettin' caught   Drop the beatbox we're back up on attack   Stormbringer Point Blanc get up on the track      *Point*   1,2 1,2 son come on   I bring the hip hop conciousness   Into the mentals of this mainstream prisoners   Divine scriptures unleashed breakin' shackles of ignorance   Challengin' the limits of an emcee's inner tolerance   Unroll the rap scroll prophesise the Stormbringer   Legendary verbal crusader   Righteous benefactor loyal devoted apostle   Pledgin' a covenant for the hip hop culture      *Ronin*   I'm about to drop mad vocabo makin hits richer   Goin' all out as I bust rhymes combustion with ammo   Modern day Gestapo takin my place amongst the fathers of fame   Yeah we bout to rumble leavin' y'all crippled      *C.Loco*   Do you think it's easy being me?   Ain't nobody close enough to be in   You're quick to judge without thinkin'   You put me down, you got no information   First you live my life, initiate conversation   My conscience keep me in check   I'm self righteous clear the set so what the heck!   I play it cool, but you do what you shouldn't do   Now I'm through, you think you know me cos I've seen you? UH!      *Landslyde*   Clear my path while my brain subtract   Vocal in motion now I'm fully intact   Diabolical hip hop fluid mixes like a chemical   In my blood stream I'm doin' it for the cream   But in between tha dream runs fast I grasp   Microphone bionics reign supreme   Determined to stay on to bring on tha ruckus   Statement Buddha-x is tha toughest      *Ronin*   Keep slidin' and riding to the beats that keep on vibin'   Hypnotising the mic that keeps the crowd all mesmerising   Temperatures rising my excitement keeps on climbin'   It's the rhymin' euroasian recognise my station   Under pressure aggressor can it be but no other   Me brother bootie tamer who be down for whatever   Aroused by the way you shake your hips and lick your lips   As your sweat drips you got me workin' on a fix