i'll say T3, Baatin and Elzhi just for the hell of it/
poor start, but i dont give a f**k cause i'm celibate/
though a slum village, its not decadent but elegant/
so sick i need some medicine, i represent the heaven sent/
that is, the holy trinity--its likeness found nowhere--/
consisting of my mouth, the mic and your ears/
all the b-boys flock wit' me to detroit rock city/
the market is tainted, you think you see my stock shitty?/
thats a negative my bretharen/
whether lite or full of melanin/
at night we roll out yet again/
to fight the war that never ends/
battle equipped, when my strategy rips/
the revolution will be picked up by satelite ships/
yes, it will be televised, to watch while we all exercise/
and start a fresh diet: through our tender lives they've fed us lies/
the devil tries to make your goal to watch your cheddar rise/
some choose to measure lives by wealth and fame but never i/
to end it all up, SV's a set of guys that never die/
but the stingy bastards had to go and pick such a ghetto prize...

...its all love though ...

the abbot has spoken.