Critical

[Verse 1] With confident steps outpace these prominent men Back to familiar frontiers, it started again 2015: I still script with pen Vision stay clear what's a skewed is life's lens Always been true, fuck all these false trends Never gripped mics to make friends Verses offend when so-called listeners don't listen Intrinsic word pattern by nature remains hidden Who am I kidding? Five percent remain digging Dusty crates create blueprint for best living I'm chilling The very breath between verbs speaks volumes on our person Deliberate with speech Haven't even scratched the surface These sounds require complete immersion Can sense that most be uncertain Situation bound to worsen before we ever see that daylight Let's start with small steps for starters: get my name right [Chorus - repeat] Nothing is literal We breathe the subliminal Deadverse: critical Dissect every syllable Essence is lyrical These sonics is physical [Sample - MC Shan - "Living in the World of Hip Hop"] I am the creator of my hip-hop style [Verse 2] Abstract aspect to each movement towards progress Mass media only feeding you nonsense Take time to ponder change is the one constant Though I had it grasped but I lost it Concepts fostered forged from same steel as will Material stay poignant, reality's unreal A thousand TVs shine light and crush vision Vocal chords used for most my transmissions Unspoken hymns get sent through tough rhythms Resist the urge speak, muhfucker, just listen Amount of breath ain't finite The reason I rhyme right Never need to step in the limelight Beyond 20/20 with this third eyesight In hindsight, all history's rewritten Magnification of ink reveals blood of all victims Let that shit sink in [Chorus - repeat] Nothing is literal We breathe the subliminal Deadverse: critical Dissect every syllable Essence is lyrical These sonics is physical [Sample - MC Shan - "Living in the World of Hip Hop"] I am the creator of my hip-hop style