"The Roots bring it from the Phila Fifth,
spill the gift,
the melody of a felony is straight off a cliff,
now can I get a witness to dismiss christmas from the myth list,
man that’s bogus let’s try to stay focused,
you would think it was the Fourth of July,
cause in Illadelph a round of applause light up the sky,
why don’t ask me,
subtle attitudes sometimes nasty,
foul mouth bitches walk around looking trashy,
bimbos, talking about where’s the indo,
crackheads leavin’ babies unattended at the window,
to see death,
and brothers with strikes who got three left,
I’m trying to make it,
cause if I don’t I’ll probably take it,
but perseverance is a virtue,
the person that you thinking you hurting might hurt you,
ya celly might jerk too,
perhaps I’ll go to court this time when I’m summoned,
but I’m a rebel to the system so I might not be coming,
so if I fail man just get up the bail,
it’s just more time to write another story to tell,
I'll elements, drop intelligence,
Black Thought Malik B. fuck up their relevance,
we got strain on the brain from bodies left in the dust,
man just leave it to us,
look main aim and I’ll bust,
fuck betrayal just trust,
all the tracks we lust,
with Dj Krush from Japan with no more need to discuss."

-- Malik B. from the song "Meiso"