Lyrical Fluctuation (DJ Spinna Remix) Jigmastas (Ft. Mr. Complex, Pharoahe Monch, Shabaam Sahdeeq, Talib Kweli & Yasiin Bey)

[Kriminul]
By the some of the shit y'all spit, it's hard to keep
Interest in this game
And I know some of y'all don't like the shit that we spit
We feel the same
See the plan ??? don't roll with a lot of niggas just a few friends
And I blast before a nigga even get a chance to put in his two cents
Don't get me wrong, it's all love and war
But my fellow black brothers like iced down jewelry in the projects
We attract others, bro for black rubbers
The way I stretch you out, you wanna test me
You be the artist formerly known as alive, so please don't stress me
Y'all motherfuckers is too sexy, ain't y'all supposed to be hardcore?
Ain't y'all supposed to be givin the consumer, what they ask for?
About to tap the plexi-glass ora, along with that glass jaw
Pass the microphone to my nigga Mark like Terry Bradshaw

[Pharaohe Monch]
Spit miraculous shit, drink Dracula's blood, exist for centuries
My DNA 'ventually, mends wounds, heals injuries
The identity unknown for obvious extremities
Pharaohe the assassin who was hired to kill Kennedy
The murder of Malcolm X my only aborted assignment
Reduce my molecules then pass through solid confinement
The eclectic, collectively indivisible
Please, your fuckin with the wrong individual
Why would one even combat an entity
In which one is attacked by absorbing your energy
I already peeped your verse before you said it
I scan the wack shit with through the powers of telekenitics