Call it a re-introduction we've bin introduced
I'm the one whom God enlightened barer of the truth
Radioactive, I'm splittin' Atoms in the booth
So Don't come around here without your Hazmat suit
My mother had that youth, 26th was my birth
For two decades I bin tripling my worth
With these God given talents the gifts n' the curse
Sometimes it feels like no crime could be worse
Rather see me in a hearse, than on MTV
But i'll put you in that hearse before you're ending me
Cuz the devil n' his imps don't rest in peace
They just burning in the flames for eternity
It's a simple plan see I'm rather complex
Check the context it ain't just a boom threat
So stop your nonsense, you ain't even a contest
This is the Vanguard Series the albums on deck
F who want next and forget who got now
Cuz I'm the future like wind and solar power
N' you're just a token black like Colin Powell
Barack Obama is the change we talkin' bout
So while you walkin' it out n' lookin' boy
Or Crankin' Dat hit from Soldier Bwoy
We be taking over the streets with the real McKoy
Cuz you're just a figure like a Hasbro Toy
So Don't act so coy you know you're just a tool
Like Jesse Jackson wanting castrate dude
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He was in Civil Rights dude now ain't got no clue
My styles new, so download the future
N' press return like on a Apple Computer
I got the game in stitches like a doctor's suture
If you wanna have a test you gon need a tutor
I'll mute ya, from the medulla oblongata
And cut the respiration system right off yah
You see... I'm a BlackStar Author
Independently published like Hill Harper
I pray to the father we all need his guidance
Ain't a black or white thing it's a human alliance
Spit quality bars FDA compliant
The flow's on drugs that got you reliant
I supply it, eMulitmedia Distributes it
Critics acclaimed and you can't refute it
I'm speaking to my peoples that's destitute n'
Hoping they could see Aaliyah's Resolution
I'm best for shootin', at these honorable mentions
With they cornball raps n' narcotic intentions
I ain't a discovery just the best invention
One bout away from that title contention
My intention? Bury you like a lost treasure
That's six feet deep the exact measure
N' I'm a Joker like the late Heith Ledger
Stealing the show has been my pleasure (hmm, ha, ha, ha)