Chorus:   If you seen it or heard it,maybe probably I did it   maybe or maybe not,I\'ll admit what I committed   exhibit the truth because I\'m living proof why   I had no disguises,no verdicts,no alibis      (Malik B)   Look into my window,tell me what you see   m-ill-i-tant school of philosophy    when niggaz get dealt wit mental velocity   connect my sentences and thoughts like apostrophes   we represent hypocracy,it ain\'t no stopping me   until I fulfill the term of my prophecy   my attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban   iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban   who get grazed by the bullet?   triggers,who\'s quick to pull it?   the anti-bullshitter,islamic extortioner   you\'re the forfeiter unfortunately   niggaz who wanna gyp me   I cause humidity so come and get me   I\'m simply,the cat to lay back   I chill and what you   the silent ninja   intends to injure,now I got you   sanity was lost so now I\'m found insane   I\'m seeking streets to jeeps   hours,days,to weeks   I even speak to geeks   I hold my fortune,it\'s sweet   I\'m discreet in the streets,but that\'s just the way I play though   I lay low,but over your head just like a halo   hell\'s angel,these thoughts you cannot untangle   when I drop jewels,niggaz they wear \'em like a bangel   check it out   one time for your mind like that      chorus2x      (Black Thought)   Look into my window tell me what you see   lieutenant university of philosophy    while you not possibly escaping what I\'m meditating   my shackle of thought tackle you while I\'m educating   your dome\'s resonating from inhalation of darkness   while I spark the smart shit from what you waiting   since you waiting me at the top of the pile   wild delaware file,pennsylvanian,sub-terranean style   step up into my crevice and taste the medicine of the champagne   king like evelyn leaving you leveled and   sabatoged,it\'s all camaflouge like the devil and guns   and coke peddling,olympic medaling flashback   that of a war veteran,blast at   the programmer bringing lashes \'cross your back   on some accuracy of a brainwashed Bosnian troop   that swooped down through your roof without sound   on a lyrical Nat Turner mission,reacting off of intuition   continuously alert,no intermission   if your ears hurt,you shouldn\'t listen   that means you artificial and my style\'ll poison your brain tissue   your inanes are crippled once the gamma rays hit you   my grains habitual and I should never go against   the ritual I\'ve been mastering ever since   I was among the flavor youth,remain sharper than a saber tooth   my deliverance is self-evidance   vi-tal,lyri-cal science   NOW!!!      chorus2x      (Black Thought)   Who knows what you snorted   or who support what you recorded   but don\'t get it distorted,in this orbit you\'re aborted   ????,shit\'s imported,exported   styles,they get sported my paragraphs aortic behold   the illest medely got you in the choke hold   illadel epilouge,top league plus plush in Vogue   slice tongues from your area code   student of life with the rugged exterior mode   blind a devil with the bold black and gold shine   I walk the thin line and hold mine,let the people respond   it\'s mind detect mind   swine decline let the power refine   build like it\'s 1999   in this day and time   the reptillion rooms,the sextillion tons   your armageddon gwan come from the sun   untouchable cuts that\'s unclutchable for some to understand   so y\'all sit back and wonder damn   I like to take this time to show you who I am   original man,Black Thought,aka lieutenant   Malik B\'ll be the m-ill-i-tant   known to vanish in the atmosphere   we up there like the stratos      chorus