Put a label on a lifestyle

You know what I mean

You could put a label on a life,

Put a label on a lifestyle

Sometimes...

You know

Put a label on how you wake up every morning

And go to bed at night

I've been diggin into crates ever since I was livin in space

Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits

I mastered numerology and big bang theology

Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I could start blessin it

Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist

Many men have tried to shake us

But I twist mic cords in double helixes and show them what I'mmade of

I buckle knees like leg braces

Cast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of you emcees whohate us

So you can try on, Leave you without a shoulder to cry on

From now to infinity let icons be bygones

I fire bomb ghostly notes haunt this

I tried threats but moved on to a promise

I stomp shit with or without an accomplice

And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this

You know what I mean

You could put a label on a life,

Put a label on a lifestyle

Sometimes...

You know

Put a label on how you wake up every morning

And go to bed at night