Intelligent Meth Method Man (Ft. ​iNTeLL, Masta Killa & Streetlife)

[Intro: iNTeLL]
Yeah, yeah
A-yo, a-yo
The I-N-T-E-double-L

[Verse 1: iNTeLL]
It’s like I’m trapped inside a cage
I can’t explain this type of rage
It’s not a moment or a phase
But possibly the end of days
Watch as I stand up on the stage
Not as an artist but a slave
Deep inside my subconscious
My music keeping me sane
They say it’s levels to the shit, I say it’s levels to your brain
You can’t acquire the higher, you’ll always remain the same
Regardless of all the money and bitches yanking your chain
What good is a private plane to a man who can’t walk the plains
Hip-hop is now gen-pop, populated with lames
Attacking you with these frequencies meant to destroy your brain
I’m fitting to go supernova expose em to super-flames
Soon as I pick these locks on these psychological chains
The answer is in the question the question comes from the pain
And the pain is just electrical signals sent to my brain
But the brain is just a box where information remains
As I try to remain a soldier, the voice in my head explains