[ CHORUS ]   In my Continental   Splinter off the mental   When you want the best show   Never accept anything less   Elements of purpose   True love from the first kiss   Spread it on the surface   Sit back and watch the progress      [ VERSE 1: Slug ]   T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, how can I learn patience?   Planted in the middle and outside of your nation   Take the care to build a familiar foundation   Speak to the youth that keep the truth sacred   Free the, free the good inside your heart   Your neighborhood, it needs you to travel with your art   From New York to Cali, some day they'll all know   Cincinnati, Milwaukee, Chicago   Now I've come a long way from the younger days   When I used to look up curse words in my dictionary   If life's a game, gotta choose a side to play   If I gotta pick a position I'ma pick missionary   I've had a little bit too much to think tonight   But it's cool, I be alright, just make sure that I keep travellin   Your reactions only reinforce the previous thoughts   You'd feel the distance even if the bridge was collapsin   Well, kudos and props and every hollow desire   That you could conjure in an instant that it takes to breathe   I got my Duplos and blocks and Lincoln Logs for when it's time to build   I wait patiently for them to catch up to speed   (And I'll be)      [ CHORUS ]      [ VERSE 2: Slug ]   T-t-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher, show me what you know now   Load up your van with musicians and go south   Visit Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas   Plug in the decks, check the mics, fight the wreckage   Keep the, keep the motive in your movement   Let em know where you come from and show them how you do it      Children are the focus, give em one to grow with   Learn em how to take they minutes, turn em into moments   See, nowadays cats think they on some next   And they sacrifice they voice just to go over heads   If I felt as if I had somethin special to tell   Why would I work against myself and hide it under my belt?   I used to try to lace the phrases with magic tricks   Every paragraph needed translation attached to it   They saw the style, respected the craft   But all I did was confuse em, would try to get em to laugh   Painted pictures in the primer, no one got the pulp   Found the humor, the anger and the insult   Why should I waste any oxygen   Tryin to find the in-between-the-lines that they get lost within?   I'm out there for the craft, for the cause   The laughter, the applause, the passion for the flaws   The fact that I'ma draw some heads to what I'm feelin   Lift em all up until they try to touch the ceiling   Come on and reach the, reach the masses won by singular   They hold you and they smile when they feel what you can bring to the   Culture and sow it, cultivate the flow with   Breath control and he kept it whole, be-   cause piece by piece the picture turns to puzzle   If you lose a few those that remain change into rubble   Freedom is a word not heard from those that own it   Can't fix the machine if you don't have the components   (And I'll be)      [ CHORUS ]      Cause we're not from this planet   We come from somewhere else   And you can't understand it   Cause you don't know yourself   But when the time is right   Our path will be unveiled   Till then you seek your light   While I sit and bite my nails