Human Process -

We have the most hurricanes in the history of the known world

A tidal wave took out millions of lives from an earthquake that shrunk the size

of our earth

The magnetic field in the southern hemisphere is changing

What you gonna do about it?

The channel we spark brings up news upon the human process

Change the way we think within our crews

13 brothers lost their lives pulling 45s and high

Who wants to raise their children in the incest pool when God ain’t their eyes

I say my honest goodbye and let the Earth spin

Out of control.

Magnetic field begins to attract a change

Amid the rains from the North Pole

And now we know the stories, Hell within the earthquakes

I speak my language to the Earth I know

My name is 65

For what it’s worth I did my own- original of course

A true emcee is what I be

Telling stories of these God forsaken streets so what you see is bugging

The truth of Hell

Drop my feelings on the page

Touch these brothers feelin' brail

For all my cousins still in jail, raise the fist- voila!

Speak the topic of our short existence

Make my business, up my music, sold the words to reach the clueless

And save my little cousin through the life of all this music

Come on the streets and check it out (check it out)

Raise a fist for the brothers in the past

Give a shout-out to my sistas, put yo glass in the sky

You twist my words, kiss and ask goodbye

I write the melodies for the God forsaken lives

Raise a fist for the brothers in the past

Give a shout-out to my sistas, put yo glass in the sky

You twist my words, kiss and ask goodbye

I write the melodies for the God forsaken lives

How nasty would I have to be, to flip a vocal demonstration, like my name is Nas

A born sensation packing all the aces

Vibing on floors with Charles with truth and basics

Spitting words at light speed- my style is ageless (my style is ageless)

So I let the streets speak about the topic of the day with nothing to lose

But a good chance to musically advance my city

Full of nitty gritty bums sippin' on that hitty-hitty

That leaves em drunk as fuck with their mind blown after 4:50

Something shifty in this well

After tidal waves consume a half a million lives

I build my spaceship to blast my ass away to find a greater, shorter day

And build my Earth through with one girl and duplicate the right way

Observe the facts, fuck a fast way

Marinate the culture so we blossom to a skyscraper touching blue

The idol limits feels at home, I made my cousin forget

Fuck here yo fucking gimmick (a gimmick)

I give a shout-out to my sistas put to glass in the sky

You twist my words, kiss and ask goodbye

I write the melody for the God forsaken lives

Raise a fist for the brothers in the past

Give shout-out to my sistas, put yo glass in the sky

You twist my words, kiss and ask goodbye

I write the melodies for the God forsaken lives

Big ups on my muthaf--- humans on the planet Earth