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