No need for introduction, you hear & you know why/
Nose dive into an era where the beats are lo-fi/
I put my "face in a book" 'cuz my people are "profiled"/
We erased from the books and my people are told lies/
Sky's the limit? Go fly! Cali green? We go high/
I mean back in '05, already knew I'd grow wise/
But surprise, we grow thighs, double dose of broke lies/
'Til we dove in those sides of losin' hope it goes by/
I got Bam to my left and Eric on right/
Here to give a "New America" like Erykah Wright/
Try to take my "title?" never "will" to inherit the "rights"/
Yuh - Tacloban City's finest, put me on that 5 list/
Color out the lines 'cuz "I color" like ya iris/
Hunger in my eyes, this is everything that I risk/
Kill it with my tongue every time I spit a free/
But the work is never done and believe I'll never leave/
Hook
'Cuz I'm finally here, get your hands in the air/
Now the greatest is here, I'ma make this my year/
'Cuz I'm finally here, yeah I'm finally here/
Yeah I'm finally here, yeah I'm finally here/
Verse 2
If you call yourself a rapper, talk less, and take notes/
We slay "sheep," respect "GOATS," we pray, sleep, and next toke/
We take beats to flex throat, finesse steeze to bless those/
They say freeze! they test hope, we say peace, but stay woke!/
Leave you cats phased to the point I catch praise/
Rhymes turn to catchphrase 'til it starts to cascade/
Product of Mac Dre, Wu-Tang, and Kanye/
Break beats on beat tapes that break necks, we press play/
They say we from the slums where the heroes never won/
But my people always sung, brown faces to the suns/
Kill the satan wit my tongue, fuck the spinnin' from the stations, I'm rotating' 'round the sun/
The axis my mattress, I pass out and pass this, abstract to masses/
Last laugh no practice/
Back to back raps, Manila Noir, bar for bar, homie check the repertoire/
Ibarra with the bars, they sub-par while I set the bar!/
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