[Vast Aire]  My mother said, "You sucked my pussy when you came out  Don't ever talk back  I handed your life and I'll snatch it back"  I'm just a latch key kid with a snotty nose  High school drop out  Space, I'm around me whiteout  And I ain't dealin with no minimum wage  I'd rather construct rhymes on a minimum page  Cynical ways, cats sin for nickels these days  Pulling the chrome out  And you actin like pullin the chrome out  Hated the sound of grandma's cryin the crooked letter  You could hear it from the ground or when the sky thunders  Made you wonder 'bout early  Sunday morning  Relatives dressed in black and they all mourning  Flows be bangin in the paint, throwin elbows  My first fight was me against five boroughs  I lost my first witch  But remembered every detail of my first kiss  That's that Bronx Tale bliss  The holiest of holies  Hip hop, it was '88  Even at the age of 10, phrases levitate  Drinkin Lil' Hug quarter waters  Dodgin stray slugs on the corner in that exact order  While you playin, death is what happens  I found the passion in aerosol cans and hands clappin  Backspins, microphones and cats rappin  Linoleum and up rockers, the show shockers  Who rip Lee patches off of imposters  You ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toy  And it's gonna cost ya  And that's my B-Boy Alpha    *samples and scratches overlap*    [Vordul]  Straight outta the depths of hell  Reflect the sect  And inhale the buddah wisdom  Envision and ? inscriptions of a mega spiritualism  Paint a picture from the spiritual  And seriously spit a lyric  That'll rip through a phsyical ligament  Trigger livin in these city limits  Limited with no money, goin through crazy minutes  Crazy thinkin of back in the days  When blazin a lazy written  Before we was swallowin duces, poppin with gooses  And rockin the bubble gooses  Trouble lose kid, puffin a lucci  Hoppin off Huffy, stealin Marvel comics and water uzis  All of us canoeing through sewers with juvenile manuevers  Caught up in nooses from borders with troubleshooters  On corners where coppers'll hop outta Dunkin Donuts  Poppin they gun and shoot us  For more of us aware of  Thinkin Rudy Guili don't give a FUCK ABOUT A MOULE!  Got me woozy, sippin Kaluha's loosin my noodles  Screwed up in the two triple losers  Sprayin it live, b-boy grafitti alpha  Out of rap-palooza  Looza, looza    *samples and scratches until fade*