(verse 1): silhouette is in the sky like a satellite, write & make beats I'm a musical hermaphrodite. Bum El Nino the Calvary, the sacrifice. Headnodic, its hedonic when the jazz is right, shocking 16's Luigi green, those be galva-nikes, rock steady gotta rise when the hour strikes. We so luminous rising sun devour night. Zimmerman telegram always been the battle type. They fear progression guess they've always been the coward type. Horizons hawk eyed, pigeon held sparrow's flight. Rays shine from the gods like a Pharaoh's plight. Ten commandments, seen them tablets turn to talcum right? Collection plates going 'round to the amount is right? Pay tithes I don't know about that & the name be rising sun 'cause we be kicking the facts. Whether we scripting on papyrus or we digging the wax. See the prose is so prophetic these be scrolls, not pads. Rap is dusty as the vinyl that I tote in my bag, you get ya sweat turned to blood just like Moses' staff, wack rappers wack producers be provoking my wrath. But, I look to the rising sun to help me focus my path, 'cause resurrecting regal rap is such a beautiful task. Crate diggers, dusty fingers see the cuticles smashed. A lot of cats give up skill for the coupes and the cash, but we Alex Amir Shabazz bring the roots of back.

(verse 2): Be aware of whats emerging yo, rising sun UV lines lyrics burning yo. You better say a lil prayer word to Sergio. Rising Sun give these photo-phobes vertigo. The personage encourages me to take it personal; I split verses like the Jordan for the dirt below. Rising Sun keep it moving times is urgent yo. See it's kids in the GO getting murdered yo! We gotta teach em education take em further yo, further than the drugs & the violence, currency won't always help you cope with the conflict; they hooked on heat, should be hooked on phonics.....