F/ Cannibal Ox    [Vordul]  Everyday caught in the whirlwinds  Back in the studio, Belief just earled in  Still trying to get my pen on  Write scripts and light splifs  Until we high as light bills  Watching for those that might switch  To the dark, we over here remaining righteous  Though we spark the soul purpose to spit  And hype kids  Make them want to hold open their eye lids  Dangers and missed origins from way back since  The presence of Genesis and Osirus  Life is such a stress  But in the coldest storms I let them off in the Phoenix    [Jean Grae]  Over a thousand miles of public housing  Lounging on beaches in the Riviera, tan and doused in  Coconut scented lotion  Wish I was there the story rare enough to merit an endangered species  Tagging velvet ropes surrounding every path  Tighter than some virgin pussy  Don't ever push me  I balance on the edge of cliffs for fun  And some are hanging crooked  I never look down, I look to the sky  And envision the place that everybody go when they die  They say that bright lights and angels some and get you  If that's the truth than I expect the black night blocking the sun I got issues  Another day with myself  Another day without wealth  There's gotta be anther way I need help  And so I pray like I'm a Pentecostal, Sufi, Buddhist, strict agnostic  Hoping one will hit it's target  Take another sip of hypnotic  And lay my head on the pillow and dream erotic scenes  Of killers spilling endless rounds and all of them shooting at me    [Vast Aire]  You know Can Ox got that Phoenix wing span  And love hovering over the ghetto wasteland  I got rap just as fat as my waist band  You got a rap that belongs in a waste can  Yo, Jean you gotta change Grae to Hackman  Cuz when we fight we swing them blades  And when we rap we swing them blades  And then we slide on them like the escapades  I knew the ending of this book since the first page  Rap sucks but we still get paid  We smoke trees at the highest grades  I spit a line that'll fix your fades  So don't go there, you cannot hold Aire  Look at them, reaching and shit  If you touch my jersey I'll bust your lip  Open your face then break your hip