Creed I know you’re listening, clear your ear with nitroglycerin Misery loves company, well I’m the chief detriment Wax poetic in canals with gondolas Body beats resurrected dollar bin fondlers The undulating undercurrent at the moment Is the social entropy following the global unrest At best the brazen inequality so blatant And if God is all powerful, then so must be Satan We need a leader but the seat is vacant So many vocals but the data super latent, intermittent And the blockchain ridic hot you might need mittens And if you wanna fly, you need biometric fittings Not gonna lie can’t blame for wanting to “get mines” But walk free, end up tripping and stepping on mines Or feeling fine, suddenly hit with a fine Too many angles even a slang dictionary can’t define We be the dying breed, Kill the cred and the fed The overarching greed We need to feed, too many left to bleed The fruit that you reap Came from the same tree It started from a seed Practice what you preach As long as you believe Hip Hop is the creed Hip Hop is the creed You don’t wanna skip my titles at the vinyl bin Yo, remember what your big bro used to recommend Now take your brand new record, break em in Diamond stylus on the groove like you’re handling a specimen This is a science of a high fidelity You can ask my man Jack The Rip with the ill melody My medley is smooth, a four hundred relay dash Stadium full of heads clapping with flashes Smash this, live masses versus a fascist Wet market batshit crazy like a bad kid Pent-up energy spray semi-automatic Just the reference touch on nerves lymphatic The deadly combination of the bass and the drum The daily automation and the brain wanted some Different type of nostalgia, flow and rhythm Shout to Al-Khwarizmi, father of algorithm We be the dying breed, Kill the cred and the fed The overarching greed We need to feed, too many left to bleed The fruit that you reap Came from the same tree It started from a seed Practice what you preach As long as you believe Hip Hop is the creed Hip Hop is the creed