Alphabets - GZA/Genius

All I need is a beat, with a continuous loop

And a live vibe, that’ll hypnotize like the flute

Along with something that’s rugged by nature like the forest

Composed like the symphony without a chorus

A place with the path and trail that you follow

With the wood, where you drive your nails, but too hollow

Far from reality, with a slim chance of getting back

Even if you narrowly escape the hidden traps

Nothing but the driven raps written in my notebook

Inspired by the cap and the gown, that’s on the coat hook

Prepare for the chemical rush, something new to cause

Your heart to bass, but it’s tangible to touch

Associate with those who are consumed with beats

Produce fire, until they melt the room with heat

You know my ink lay all over the sheets, let us/letters gather around

And form words, every time they meet

Allah Be a Born, Cee Divine, Equality

Father, then after that, there’s the G-O-D

He or Her, I Islam, then Justice

King of Kingdom, Love, Hell or Right, we still exist

Master, Now in Cypher/O, Power’s the Queen

Rule of Rulers, Self of Save, the Truth of the square, the same

Universe, Victory, Wisdom, Unknown/X, Why/Y

Zig Zag Zig, and now we’re back home

I brought butter for the popcorn, dip for the chips

And ego for your trip, some scripts for you to flip

Corrections for mishaps, errors, or mistakes

Fly raps for beats, and pop and lock for breaks

A legend in my own lifetime, from one rhyme

That was specially designed, from the hook to bottom line

Shine’s like a precious jewel, cut up in the workshop

With specialized handcrafted tools

Couldn’t buy this hardware, so don’t swipe your card there

Better yet, fold your hand, 'cause you holding the wrong pair

One hit wonders, get a little shine like flashlights

But when I drop the bomb and explode like gas pipes

A livewire, known as the dragon that spit fire

Verbal action, hot as the grease from deep fryers

Delivered in the perfect pitch, because hip hop

Is all in my genes/jeans, the pattern is seen in every stitch

Allah Be a Born, Cee Divine, Equality

Father, then after that, there’s the G-O-D

He or Her, I Islam, then Justice

King of Kingdom, Love, Hell or Right, we still exist

Master, Now in Cypher/O, Power’s the Queen

Rule of Rulers, Self of Save, the Truth of the square, the same

Universe, Victory, Wisdom, Unknown/X, Why/Y

Zig Zag Zig, and now we’re back home