Alive

I know the truth
'Cause I am the truth
I've been dead for a minute
Now I'm living proof
All these emcees
Who don't know about me
Who be teaching falsely
Got no excuse
Off Topic has arrived
No rapper will survive
Without the antidote
So pony up the dough
Before your throat closes
I'm alive and kicking
With the most force
Kicking down the front door
Hip-hop's holy war
Top is on the scene and this dirt is getting cleaned out
Stomping on your team until they bleed an obscene amount
Where's all the rappers at?
All I see is pussy cats
Kill you with a lyric
Then inscribe it as your epitaph
Took me in the MedEvac
'Cause I had a smart-attack
And I can't see y'all because I never look back
I'm cutting mics off
If you rhyme soft
Or you rhyme false
Time to take some time off
Pray for mercy
You will get nothing here
I strike fear
In your heart
From your left to your right ear
Authorized by the most high
Who sent you?
Playtime is over
Take a seat in your new school
It's time for an education
They're asleep
Let's wake them
Hope that they rise to the occasion
Or run for their lives
On the eve of Off Topic's inauguration
A government of "We the people"
What people?
I'm surrounded but I don't see my equal
And I see you, bitch
Spit on the men that made you rich
Off Topic will fear no man or no evil
Uzis and Jacuzzis don't move me
So take your album and script a movie
And get the Hell up out of hip-hop's way
We got business
My generation cannot afford ignorance
Welcome to apocalypse
I'm supernatural
Bury emcees in the yard by the chapel
Study all your lifetime
But it doesn't make you that
Some of y'all collect things
I will be the artifact



Credits
Writer(s): James Hampton Moore
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