Chorus_
Sometimes my whole style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained,
My style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained

Verse 1_
Word forms and language shapes disturb norms and damage fakes
My thirst was born to famish lakes – hunger calls to the savage race
At first deformed with half a face and no aftertaste
Seems like rap has taken blacks to a place where we cant escape
This is lunacy bafoonery even a fool can see thru you mc’s
That’s tuning me and thinking that you schoolin’ me
But truancy is usually your final outcome on the m-i-c
Like Houdini for you to see me its gonna take a miracle
Cheap tricks – like chicks who spread they legs quick
And eat dick to see riches be bitches
So I’d rather flip shit – and feed ‘em passages – scriptures
Like Jesus of Nazareth while on Calvary we deliver

Chorus_
Sometimes my whole style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained,
My style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained

Verse 2_
I been down with Dplanet, Sibot and Milanese
In previous lives way before Livingstone and the Queen
Still some English think we swing in the trees, spread disease
make pets out of monkeys and dress up in fig leaves!
Well Im here to bring the light from an ancient continent
White people- labeled as Dark, only up until they conquered it
Created borders and divided the whole
Some say it was for order – I say population control
Battered my body, bruised my ego in spite of my soul
They planned to steal that too, and make like it was I who had sold!
But so long as the truth shall reign supreme
The proof of the pudding is in eating of the ever faithful dream
Yo I’ll never do this rap shit in vain duke
It only serves as a window to view and see my actual pain thru
And those who overstand the struggle will remain true – I praise You!…

Chorus_
Sometimes my whole style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained
My style’s off the rails like that Pakistani night train
Miles off the trail unless I’m scanning for a mic frame
Sitting at work thinking of next words for me rhyme game
Like Scrabble’s my jobby – handle it obviously high-trained