Outerlude Lyrics

[Verse]

Put a fist up

Nov mastered the art

Of the gift

Legend of the intelligent

Martial artist

Vs. the martial law

Unite the people

March on the law

Brothers of the red surface

My head hurting from

The darkest thoughts

Testing my limits

Speak with my hands

My verbiage

The stained blood on my knuckles to match the sand

The word is

I'm a different man

Since they captured me from my homeland

The weapon specialist

Pilot

Non benevolent

Start a riot

I challenge you

To a battle of minds

I draw the line in this red planet

We stand connected...

To see who can touch more knowledge my power setting in

You settling

I'm red handed

For having you stand corrected

There's no medicine...

For losing to the better man

Too much on the line

You couldn't put up a fight I wouldn't die to win

My intent

Is laced with violence

As we coincide..

I don't see this ending with my lament

You're blinded by the hate in your eyes

Where my foresight is

While I'm bending you into silence



[Hook]

Cuz when the moon gets high

And the soldiers come out

And you tried of living with doubts

And it's time to fight the power

Suckas want you to

Put it on the line

Elevate ya mind

Even if it's for the last time