 The truth will set you free, let you see the light. You don't need to watch TV tonight. And stop talking while I'm speaking or start walking. Coke and smoking got you gagging and coughing. It's a beacon of light that I present. Illuminating the mic with common sense. I'll profile the style of the chilled one. Now close your eyes some, cause I'm the rising sun. Back up, don't sweat me, let me earn my pay. People fiending for funky tracks we lay. Need I say? I built my web for in the back when others turn back.