(both) Well we got plenty more where this is coming from and we get plenty raw before this thing is done and we get you singing to this sing-a-long-song ‘cause when song sung to then sound sounding strong (Ewok) It’s that one-and-two tight unfightable oh yes boy with his regular critical syllables gave birth to my style so I know it isn’t killable flows overflowing even though I’m unfillable So what? So why try defeat? stay loyal to the beat – on the beat I’ll never cheat if the beat cheats on me I’ll forgive and forget ‘cause I never met a beat that would betray me yet (Henry) this place is kept secret to the outside world an academy for strategies to shout out words now boys and girls – time for you to start facing your fears and if you’re smart enough to find us there’s a place for you here
(both) well it’s a school of thought ‘cause thought should be taught it’s a captive crowd ‘cause crowds should be caught it’s a tangled web ‘cause it’s too tight to fight and it’s a cold day in hell when the shade is too bright
(Ewok) my black and white brain’s saying grey doesn’t matter when I stand up and out and watch the rest of them scatter cheese emcees fall like leaves from dead trees extremely diseased – heads crack on impact face the facts – the fact is you’re faceless you got no flavour because your act is tasteless lack lyrics let loose your useless tactics I’ve heard less pop in a flattened air mattress call yourself hip-hop because you bounce to beats even if it was contagious you still couldn’t catch this sickness rip this from out the ground taking all y’all higher with a low down sound Durban remains insane rugged and raw when we in you deep we get you quickly screaming for more offer us the world, your diamonds pearls and cash ‘cause we’re a valuable essence like DP hash the headmasters the Bowers and the Ewok equation and we take you back to school for a proper education
(Henry) thoughts are worth more than pennies choose to use ‘em with care spare some time to find some peace of mind unwind if you dare now if you gather ‘round me children there’s a story to be told about old bold hoboes who won’t sell their souls for gold it’s not as easy as it seems – they keep teasing us with dreams of ways of getting rich quick through dirty tricks and schemes see nowadays fame’s a sport and parts of your brains are bought and I’m sitting here thinking while trying to keep linking together my chain of thoughts and let it run through my heart – trying to undo the scars inflicted by all of these addictions under the sun, moon and stars so yeah I do support a school of thought ‘cause fools are caught up easily in stupidity fitted to rid us of what we’ve got left of our integrity so keep fighting ignorance with bricks, sticks, stones and rocks and with determination comparable to Joan of Arc’s and with my hand on my heart like Napoleon Bonaparte I can sure as hell assure you that it will be blown apart
(Ewok) class in session – just a little lyrical lesson to leave an impression on the track ‘cause tracks should leave an impression so we vented and dented the path of your mind with a rhyme that will symbolise a new space in time (Henry) we undermine the state of mind that they’ve designed to keep us all in line – redefine the definition of sound we climb to reach a higher ground and make the masters pissed make sure to do your homework – now class dismissed