Second verse dedicates to the real peeps
What we got to say is so real thing 'cause
Revolution ain't never gonna televise
Kicking the mad flow, microphone phenotype

Open your third eye, seeing through the overground
I'm about to hit you with a scream from underground
Whole city's covered with a cyber flavor
"G" is in your area, one of the toughest enigma

Dies illa, dies iræ,
Calamitatis et miseriæ