Strip the Packet

World of illusions, smoke & mirrors all around
Shattered by the Alazarin sound
Unbound by the laws of the past
Unchanged by times changing fast
I'm rock-steady & unstable like a nuclear blast
I'm of no caste, I'm too vast, G.S.V. class
Puff puff pass that jazz counterclockwise
The spice extends life
That sweet leaf has blessed my technique
Now I leave the crap behind it's yours to keep
AC, KM getting' loud fuck discrete, we rock these streets
You better look before you leap
Chill waters run deep
With a clean sweep I bomb your fleet
Easy as a b c minus b is AC
Close encounters of the 44th degree
It's the year of the monkey
I'm living up inna tree
Smoking trees
Collecting debris from the civilization
Sprawled out underneath me
Building sculptures of it random flow, free style
Blue collar rap worker
Rank & file, fortified by integrity & pride
So, strip it b, cause it's a fine time to shine from the inside!

Hip Hop got a lot of topics
More issues than in a news-stand
All eyes on the headlines we buy that bogus getting confused and
Act like we don't know and it is so because we don't
We should learn how to read before being dipped in a baptismal font
Space probes land planets
MC's nag about East versus West and who represent the streets
But I Beat Street break down
Yo! I swim against the flow now
Stripping the packet, I keep my probes earth bound
I'm skipping the packet, deleting the g shit
It is time for me to flip the script and keep the shit classic
Because entire planet seems designed to please masses
What's your pleasure, sir? Define it to see if it matches
If it fits you or is it you who aint fit their picture
No worry, some re-tusch work can fix you
This is the shit, but does it hit you?
It did hit me
Even if I look like I don't care you still don't have to strip me
Because what your ears hear is what your eyes might deny
I'm the K. N. I. the last mic samurai so loud yall!
Like an alarm
Except for the moment I'm on snooze mode
I hold myself calm
Like hidden diesel but the counter is ticking on though
Behold the detonation of Kitchenerio bomb!
It's hitting hard man, like a battering-ram man
I'm the cutting edge of a knife about to do my thang

Strip the packet, I say skip the packet
Strip the packet, I say skip the packet
Strip the packet, I say skip the packet
If you see what you're chasing, you might even catch it

Strip the packet ha hoo
I'm of my kazoo, I'm hungry yo
I gots to get a snackaroo
Barefooted to the store with my sneakers on my back
The snack, I cheesy doogie doodle, yeah that's fat
With my mind made up to section snack I step up
Doogie doodle my ass, chi chi bf fuck!
So much to chooce, I don't know what to crab
So I judge the snack by its bag
No no nah nah no that aint the way to flow
You can't judge the chip before you know
Because the outside man says this plus that
When the inside aint always all this and all that
You know what I'm saying
Like that's where the rhyme's at
If we strip most my yak about my snack
So, skip the packet but right now the packet I rip
I want my chip you know the hippie got dip

Yo I'm standing next to a crossroad
Which way should I take?
Should I stay in my own shape?
Or should i turn in to someone fake?
Yo I better escape from those thoughts of insanity
Because at the end of the day I'm still gonna be me
Somethings aint ment for change so burn ya false i.d.'s
And to the girls who go plastic - common please!
You say you're a veggie
But you're making out with a double cheese
Yeah, you're willing to taste but afraid of calories
You better make up your mind
And take a stand for the better
Because when you're denying your soul
You're out on stormy weather
So, strip the packet is the content of this letter,
So just be yourself because you won't live forever!