What Lies Beneath

[Verse 1]

Shakaa called me up to do this thing for Soundbombing

And I figured that I'd do it cause it wasn't no alarmin'

Shine a little bit, in case somebody was forgettin'

About that Queens motherfucker, y'all need to take cover

I'mma take position and y'all best to take Shihadah

'Cause the shit that I spit is a type of hellfire, hotter

Sendin' this to Cons, Menaski, and Bey Viggi

Dove, Pretty Tone and the one-i-two committee

Y'all staying in my heart, while I dabble with these charts

Fuck the fame, in my aim, finding clarity in art

This coward got it once 'cause he kept his lip dippin'

Now he in the news and he ventin' in my livin'

This other coward Phife, who I used to do my jewels with

Subliminally disses me on childish type of school shit

Let's not forget, the king of Internet

Who'll assume another name while he tarnishes ya rep

And calls you "Ziggy Stardust" but who the Major Tom

Who starts to elevate it out of reach from his arm?

[Verse 2]

It's a great day, fuck it

You'll probably hear rebuttals overflowin' out of buckets

The name is Abstract, don't confuse with non-description

'Cause you lil' gremlins envy, so just cut the fuckin' fiction

Ride off in the night, V8 horsepower

From a soundbomb killin', The Lone Ranger drillin'

You eager with ya mouth, then just be a bit proactive

Ya lackin' with ya heart, start preachin' what you practice

The clairvoyant psychic MC is upon you

You cornered and you bagged, dang, so where you gon' run to?

Used to get my mother switches, now I grant her wishes

Never superstitious, breakin' mirrors with the pitches

Ya man is insane with that doo-doo on his chain

Funkin' up the joint, he vain, that ain't a bling that's a blang

Besides, can he build about a real life vision?

Success lies in struggle, that's what most of y'all is missin'

Got so many sons, I wish I had as many ones

Clown niggas' raps get converted into guns

Illuminati presidents and government officials

They dogs and they henchmen is comin' out to get you

The age of Aquarius, the change is goin' on

We gotta keep strivin', movin' on

[Refrain]

Ya dead wrong, ya wrong, ya know ya wrong

(Ya know ya wrong for that)

(Now why ya gotta go and do that?)

Ya dead wrong, ya wrong, ya know ya wrong

And you know, you know you are, ooh

And you know, you know, you know you are