---From Buddah M.A.C./Trife collabo--------------
Look to the horizion/ see the pinnicle of Zion/ but the path is filled 
with pain/ that even got the hard rocks cryin'/ wise and humble guides/ 
sometimes devils in disguise/ let's turn tides 'n' make strides/ instead 
of takin' different sides/ on arbitrary points/ that's understood by 
Trife and me/ but none of you seem to see/ so I increase the frequency/ 
of light shown on your optics/ so neurons relay this topic/ it enters 
your memory centers/ which you then open like a locket/ and release true 
understanding/ of this world that's so demanding/ if self-knowledge is 
your foundation/ you can't be shook from where you're standing/ banding 
together with Trife/ we altered the reaper's scythe/ to give the 
brain-dead life/ and in this exclusive cyph./ we teach and never preach/ 
through the aural art of speech/ reach out to the young/ and ward off 
the spiritual leech/ and beseech all those in power/ before the decide 
our final hour/ and not the puppets that you see/ but the ones to whom 
they cower/ can't you see this land is planned/ on supply and demand?/ 
you're only a commodity/ bar code stamped on your hand/ they all WANT 
you to suffer/ so your morals end up lacking/ your seach for self is the 
distraction/ as they pull off wicked actions/ for a lost society/ can be 
lead to easy answers/ which corrode you more than cancer/ it's a 
wickedness enhancer/ that's why we all feel empty/ which happens to be 
their intent, see/ for if we lacked judgement/ we would do their will 
contently/ but that day has not yet come/ so they attempt to make us 
numb/ meaning blind, deaf, and dumb/ to how the world is truly run/ 
that's why I create/ these lines that educate/ to help us escape the 
fate/ of being Satan's inmates/ that Illuminatti leads us towards/ 
that's why we got the sable swords/ to slice their vocal cords/ and 
eliminate the hordes/ of unwitting victims/ of which you are among/ so 
with a breath from my lung/ and a twitch of my tounge/ me and Trife 
shine to minds/ that otherwise are left behind/ heed these lines and you 
will find/ that you cut those ties that bind/ you to the truly lost 
ones/ for their soul is what it cost 'em/ and while your sins seem many/ 
notice Allah has tossed 'em/ out/ for God knows why you weren't devout/ 
but you we always living true to you/ and that's what it's all about