featuring Ken Boogaloo 
Let every nation know  whether it wishes us well or ill  that we shall pay 
any price  bear any burden  meet any hardship  support any friend  oppose 
any foe  to assure the survival and the success of  
Hip Hop 
[Siah] 
Hip hop's commodified  so my style is modified 
Not to meet the times rhymes  written fit between the lines 
Ends weave up the trends to make it up art 
I'm out for means cause gettin there's the best part 
Weekly we get freaky seekin this next porter 
For some R and R, I keep a fake plush rutabega 
Like real snakes, they wrap around but never enter 
Wrappin around my neck but it's never too tight 
You might just snap back like a old ass turtle 
But I could leap that hurdle like Moses 
Peace to E.D. from the We Be Fools that do be free 
Droppin stools and jewels upon the M-I-C 
[Yeshua] 
The maxilla willa spin a rap to fill your cap 
Then split it clean cut like guillotines but still you ask how 
I had a illa metta, (hook?) 
But since then a Caterpillar better offered this now 
Fell down to, earth but I fly to counter 
Acts be right on out the beach I teach how to 
Wrap around heads in the urban like turbans 
founder of the virgin: tight!! 
(?) see these fools be truly writin right and 
Tools be usually lightin sh-- up 
Heads get done better when Ken Boogaloo release the flow 
Bust, don't recline, just sit up 
[Ken Boogaloo] 
we be in the mix, it's time to build 
With rhymes I swell skills you get your mind swelled 
Design lines filled with logic the objects 
That the god gets styles from the burbs to the projects 
Universally my verses be touchin kids from nursery 
To universities, you heard of me, Boogaloo 
Comin off like burglary, personally I murder trees 
That leave my eyes burgundy, word to me 
So peep the baddest in action apparatuses waxin 
Definite satisfaction, heads be fakin jacksons like Janet 
Or dots mark planets like Bambaata 
The man got to get a sham hotter than an enchilada 
No digs I blow wigs with the flow so big 
To show kids a demonstration how I'm lacin the nation 
makin' power moves like Ant. Mason 
And wastin crowds with the mics I'm embracin 
Peep the situation that you're facin 
The foolish empire, word, Yeshua can Siah 
Oh yes, droppin gems and sapphires