Graffiti sky, sky, sky [echo fade]
(I don't think you all ready)
Graffiti decorations under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension still giving me away
The lessons I've forgotten
Inside of all I've learned
Now I find myself in question
(point the finger at me again)
(point the finger at me again)
(I want to know the truth)
I want to know the answers
(I want to know the answers)
Paper bags and angry voices under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension won't seem to go away
All my talk of starting over
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
(point the finger at me again)
I'm guilty by association
(point the finger at me again)
(I want to know the truth)
I want to know the answers
(I want to know the answers)
Gonna runaway, gonna runaway
Gonna runaway, gonna runaway
Runaway [being scratched over and over again]
I don't think ya'll ready for what I'm about to do
y'all new school dudes ain't even got no clue
How dare you forget about Bam and Zulu
Two urban jazz DJ's they paved the way
Let me spit it to y'all who said I wasn't gonna make it
Everytime I blaze it, ya'll the first to hate it
My team rains supreme and stays strong
Every 2 series son, they scared to put us on
Can't get with the high prince, get off your atis
Too many of y'all is dyin' for us so I gotta blaze it
I'm still reppin BK, Brooklyn D and on
Hell fire and family allienation
Banging hits in the backyard
(I want to know the truth)
I want to know the answers
(I want to know the answers)