[Verse 1] We the mathematician with a militant vision Every sentence pivot with a venomous precision Syllable spinning like a wheel in collision With a cynical system addicted to repetition (yeah) Mind full of puzzles and the cadence the key Every bar got a lock and I'm setting it free (yeah) Most of these cats want a seat in the scene But never put the blood in the craft or the sweat in the dream (running) I let the rhythm breathe while the intellect sprint Half of these rappers just embellish the tint I carve a cathedral out of breath and intent Then I light that shit up when the evidence hit (facts) Wordplay weaving through the beat like a vine Ideas intertwined with the heat of the rhyme Some of y'all chasing every fleeting design I'm building a voice that outlives the time [Chorus] Say it loud when the rhythm align Truth in the lungs every breath every line (yeah) If they want war with the words that I write Then step in the light and prepare for the climb (yeah) Look how the silence react when it land Power inside of the plan Fuck all the noise of the trend I came with a voice they can't understand (look) [Verse 2] I got a brain like a maze in a thunderstorm Thoughts transform when the pressure is born (facts) Half of these rappers just stuck in a form While I morph in the sound every second I'm on (yeah) Cadence until I set the patterns and shift it Syllable stacks like a tower I'm lifted None of these critics could live in the system Of rhythm and logic I build and I'm gifted Fuck what they say about spinning the cane Language evolve whenever I aim Every damn verse like a spark in the brain Till the room start shaking the frame (gone) Verbal mechanics unravel the scheme Thoughts moving fast like a digital stream Anyone thinking the crown is a dream Better wake up when the syllable scream Drums drop bass roll slow (yeah) Now the groove gets smooth while the mind goes sharp Jazz in the rhythm but a blade in the heart I let the cadence drift like a walk in the park Then I rip that shit apart with a spark in the dark (yeah) Every damn line got a twist in the tail Thoughts derail every fake detail Truth get loud when the pressure exhale Like thunder inside of a lyrical gale (running) I never needed a throne or a crown Just a pen and a beat and a reason to sound Every opponent get lost in the ground When the syllable spin and the rhythm go round (round) [Chorus] Say it loud when the rhythm align Truth in the lungs every breath every line (yeah) If they want war with the words that I write Then step in the light and prepare for the climb (yeah) Look how the silence react when it land Power inside of the plan Fuck all the noise of the trend I came with a voice they can't understand [Outro] Mos Jeph let it breathe (Oh) (Oh) (Let it breathe)
