[Intro]

[Verse 1: Classick MC]
Smooth as Egyptian Cotton
I keep the crowd rocking
From Wakefield
Down to Bloomington
Mystic as a witch doctor
I see you hanging with your friend
Asking, pointing, who the fuck is him?
But what you should be saying is who the fuck is them?
And what you should be thinking is who the fuck is them?
And what you should be saying is who the fuck is them?
And what you should be thinking is… (who the fuck is them?)
I reference them a total conglomerate
I abolish them
Demolish them
Stop squandering your life away
Showing you a way to get up and have a life today
You can take it, or leave it
I'm proof in itself
Theres no treason
That means no ratting
High
Genie shit, Aladdin
El Jabbar presence
Money up the ladder
Make the people gather
Weaklings into matter
That don't even matter
Patter all they doing
Living in the rapture