Lyrics

[Verse 1] The artistry night settles down over Montego Bay The hustlers and ballplayers come into play Lifestyles give a grand view as Pan Am flew Some nest down from the iron wings of Jet Blue Dress shoes, beach front penthouse, pimped out villas For fly niggas, quiet killers Millennium condominiums with wide pillars The finest communities, resorts for golf, digital room keys Luxury spas for broads, shopping, dining The beach chair with the mayor reclining A clear atmosphere, see the planets aligning, shining Dive in the turquoise water, during sun-time During the moon skyline the stars reflect like quarters Then it's casinos, poker, the gamblers come out But on the other side, it's soldiers, the hammers dump out They shoot up corners, five Gs stashed for the lawyers In case someone saw ya amongst the snake-talkers The night walkers, the Native New Yorkers All the way across the borders, we hit the streets like savages Start apartheid like the Africans M-16s with banana clips The streets made us like this, I told my psychoanalyst, "Handle it" [Chorus] Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind (street thesis) Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind (Street thesis) [Verse 2] We all in prison, none of us free Shop in the richest neighborhood, it's still government cheese Shove 'em and squeeze, gut 'em and leave, blood on their sleeve Cut 'em with these, roll 'em in a rug under trees Mob dude laughing, cartel assassins Fucking guy, I use a barbell to bash 'em Democrats and the fascists, nukes pointed at the continent Armed defense board of education decaying Bombs commence attacks in Iraq, sign of the times Money over mind soldiers in the line, Jehovah or the wine? The news takes over the tube, face confused This place is a zoo, meanwhile at Mr. Chow's Sitting down with black cards and fast cars are rap stars That attracts y'all, if we don't tell the truth to the youth About their roots what they planned for you We deserve the punishment due [Chorus] Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind, street thesis Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind, street thesis [Verse 3] How I stay afloat as the GOAT, the rap game needed a pulse Y'all beat it to pulps, what I seen was a bulb Above my skull, I took the oath Expose y'all team as a hoax, what I seen was a joke I wait in the vaults The murder I wrote never heard my approach Silence will I kill the giant? I'm still a lion With the courage to give y'all the street coverage Heat busting, flights with the Louis V. luggage 'Til police cuff 'em coming through customs, slug 'em or they drug 'em Bullets through his chest or his stomach Death is sudden coming from the east, north, west and southern Streets is stubborn you cheated, you fronted The Priest is governed by higher forces, maybe flying sources From another orbit or they hide in waters Found by scientists when I'm rhyming I am Hiram Abiff, my lines are the bricks [Chorus] Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind (Street thesis) Better than a young man's knowledge is an old man experience Skin tatted up, my mind is luxurious Though I stumble I rise, seven times stronger More thorough in the mind (Street thesis)