Let every nation know whether it wishes us well or ill that we shall pay   any price bear any burden meet any hardship support any friend oppose   any foe to assure the survival and the success of   Hip Hop      [Siah]   Hip hop's commodified so my style is modified   Not to meet the times rhymes written fit between the lines   Ends weave up the trends to make it up art   I'm out for means cause gettin there's the best part   Weekly we get freaky seekin this next porter   For some R and R, I keep a fake plush rutabega   Like real snakes, they wrap around but never enter   Wrappin around my neck but it's never too tight   You might just snap back like a old ass turtle   But I could leap that hurdle like Moses   Peace to E.D. from the We Be Fools that do be free   Droppin stools and jewels upon the M-I-C      [Yeshua]   The maxilla willa spin a rap to fill your cap   Then split it clean cut like guillotines but still you ask how   I had a illa metta, (hook?)   But since then a caterpillar better offered this now   Fell down to, earth but I fly to counter   Acts be right on out the beach I teach how to   Wrap around heads in the urban like turbans   founder of the virgin: tight!!   (?) see these fools be truly writin right and   Tools be usually lightin sh-- up   Heads get done better when Ken Boogaloo release the flow   Bust, don't recline, just sit up      [Ken Boogaloo]   we be in the mix, it's time to build   With rhymes I swell skills you get your mind swelled   Design lines filled with logic the objects   That the god gets styles from the burbs to the projects   Universally my verses be touchin kids from nursery   To universities, you heard of me, Boogaloo   Comin off like burglary, personally I murder trees   That leave my eyes burgundy, word to me   So peep the baddest in action apparatuses waxin   Definite satisfaction, heads be fakin jacksons like Janet   Or dots mark planets like Bambaata   The man got to get a sham hotter than an enchilada   No digs I blow wigs with the flow so big   To show kids a demonstration how I'm lacin the nation   makin' power moves like Ant. Mason   And wastin crowds with the mics I'm embracin   Peep the situation that you're facin   The foolish empire, word, Yeshua can Siah   Oh yes, droppin gems and sapphires