[Verse 1]
Krylon text read off walls at sacred bench
Street lights lit burnt out apartments
The grip of microphone defines the heartless
A swig of Old Gold and an L to spark this
Reminisce to the days of backspins
Before the role of MC's reserved for acting
When my real grimy n***as came two fists blastin'
Before the teardrops we felt the laughter
Halos can't help but shatter
Pure pain always comes after
My culture does matter
Perfect picture, precisely right mixture
Bred in five boroughs, an east coast signature
Subterranean verses emerging in mass quantities
Mass produced on cassette and LP
But sales weren't the mark of the illest MC
Creates and Tech 12's were tools that blessed me
Beneath this asphalt, below the concrete
We bred in basements where only real men speak

[Chorus]
Seek Redemption in each sentence
(Paragraphs relentless)
Verses flow endless
(Violence stays senseless)
Change written script on torn page
(It's all the same)
Assaults we wage became vague
Seek Redemption in each sentence
(Paragraphs relentless)
Verses flow endless
(Violence stays senseless)
Change written script on torn page
(It's all the same)
Assaults we wage became vague
[Verse 2]
Train of thought thrown askew
As I moved subdued through corridors
Known to fellow orators
Fuck an encore, settled scores before the bridge
Rigid temperament won't allow me to forgive
Morbid fascination with our soot and ash
At long last prepared to play phoenix
Poverty ingrained so my peoples always feel it
Scenic qualities were framed in flashed message
Remain restless
Youth immersed in essence
Of culture still fledgling
Force fed feeble lies to point of indigestion
Consult wise men on life's questions
No time for second guessing
Seconds passed to form decades
Pause mixed on blank cassette tapes
Backspun on wax we learned to crossfade
Wrists quick from trips we threw in dice games
As life changed, I maintained a razored mental
Reduced to stencil
Life which once resembled renaissance
Becomes fraud when taken from hands of true gods

[Scratched]
Taken from hands of true gods
[Chorus]
Seek Redemption in each sentence
(Paragraphs relentless)
Verses flow endless
(Violence stays senseless)
Change written script on torn page
(It's all the same)
Assaults we wage became vague
Seek Redemption in each sentence
(Paragraphs relentless)
Verses flow endless
(Violence stays senseless)
Change written script on torn page
(It's all the same)
Assaults we wage became vague

[Outro]
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless
Pennants in paragraphs relentless