Ra's Al Ghul

I be breaking words down to morphemes and syllables
Land of individual sore dreams it's pitiful
Depending on the streams
We could call your shit pivotal
But only if your inception is digital
Not even Leo could provide a digit for your dreams til
The dream works based on the green
That you need to relieve all the debts you O-W-E still
To whores fiends and criminals
What's the common denominator
Fake paper you generate from machines
While I chase paper to relinquish strings
Tied to my back by a nine to five
Every time I write a line
I be on my fucking job
You could ask Dylan through dial on
You could never tell me otherwise
Otherwise you be laying down in roots
Word to Babylon
I be on these motherfucking beats just babbling
Waiting for the chatter to come back on me
Gliding over beats like my tank on E
Motherfuck what you think
And I'm a tell you what it is or isn't
You just got to listen
Whether you acknowledge it
Is my predicament
Cause you just been conditioned to the bullshit
So it's no wonder you don't like to think
Or like to feel
No matter what we do
We all avoid it still
And it's my fault
Cause word to Liam Neeson
I been taking all the means
Justifying ends by the visions of a dream
Motherfuck what you think

I been Ra's Al Ghul in the back of the scene
Looking like a shadow with the hood on
Look man and I'm in the Lazarus pit
cause I'm a live forever
And that's word to Nazareth kid uh