U.M.T. (Still D.R.E. remix) Heretic & Willow

[Verse 1: Heretic]

I'm not a man to abdicate, even in my saddest state
I'm in the lab and feeling bad, revealing I've been mad of late
But I've been killing tracks of late and I'm just tryn'a fascinate
And you know this kid has a fate to take the game and crash the gates
This half-black, track-ripping, back-flipping sack of shit is lacking any whack spitting
Ass-kicking, all those who oppose all that I expose through my notes and my prose
And it shows, ill, but not quite 'illmatic',
Cause deals make the music feel so bureaucratic
Whether the money goes to a company or me? Fuck that, take all my new tunes for free
I'm here for the art, just to take part
And we'll all be wealthy when there's no currency
Uh, yeah, trust me, fuck fees, for now at least
I'm here to love beats, write bars on rough sheets
While the rest of all teens get laid and puff trees

I'm spitting fire through a mic stand
Timing and rhyming so I can climb and expand
Understand?
That UMT is the movement
Just a couple of students with some room for improvement

(Hook)
Cause this is UMT
We are the new entries
So don't tempt me
To spit a sixteen on another sick beat
Cause we're the new generation of MCs