[Intro]
Headphones even
Gotta be
Gotta be
Reality baby

[Verse 1: Asheru]
My rhymes they run the gamut in a vast array
Competition is none, son - they all passed away
When the day is done, you know I be the last to stay
Cause I'm one of the best that hip-hop has today

[Verse 2: Blue Black]
This little [bit of?] head nod in me
You just a god in me, moving my body - not a commodity
I'm analogous, logically and phonically phonetically
Sonically kinetic like comedic cosmology

[Verse 3: Asheru]
I just love trees, like Arbor day
Make pennies, like harder ways
So, God, I pray to know what contemplate in this daily
Quest for equality, peace, and happiness
['void?] the stress with the plethora of what [job bless?]

[Verse 4: Blue Black]
I'm grown to the boom bap, the trap drum, in flat sums
See, my sword is a pen, and I'm a swordsman. *chi-ching*
Cuttin' ass like my name is D'Artagnan
My manner is grand, but check out my companion
He's just...
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