| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| The mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| Yo, the mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Look, ock, I walk around a little edgy already | 
| Y’all MC’s come into my face, but my aim’s steady | 
| M-Illatant is skilled in most strategic plan | 
| I float across seas and breeze across land | 
| Standing, in these thoughts of murder within | 
| Destructor of this world that’s corrupted with sin | 
| I’m always hitting, to leave MC’s guessing | 
| For any transgression, in my perimeter | 
| There will be a blessing, and your explicit intoxicated | 
| Buddha session, to stop stressing | 
| Me with the madness, putting niggas on my had list | 
| No sadness is felt, you shuffled and your cards get dealt | 
| Jim Carrey ass niggas start to melt | 
| Impact like a buckle being swung from off a belt | 
| Any help for shelter, when in the realms of a welter | 
| My weight will tilt ya, hold alignments and change your filter | 
| My attitude a product of society | 
| So sometimes for gratitude, you know you can’t rely on me | 
| Niggas eyeing me, with looks of they anxiety | 
| Wondering what’s in my heart, velocity or piety | 
| Yo, it depends on which one you bring to surface | 
| At times I get trife, but what to worship is my purpose | 
| Malik B blend with the tree, to spot an enemy | 
| You clogging me up, cat, now vacate the vicinity | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| The mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| Yo, the mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| I’m symbolic to a ballot, it’s Abdul Malik | 
| Don’t approach with bullshit, I’m quick to call it invalid | 
| Route through your district, we keep it simplistic | 
| No need for the rapper to talk, put it on halt | 
| Show me the vault, or the safe, cause I’m on the paper chase | 
| Wade through route states for bout thirty down my waist | 
| I’m tryna get it, these rain bottling thoughts become acidic | 
| With one in the chamber, ready to aim and spit it | 
| A girlfriend and team made million cash just split it | 
| I take what you got to give, cause I got to live | 
| The last hour, I bet your ass in rack shower | 
| Might act up, but I still can pass Da’wah | 
| I’m using new ways to try to reach these better days | 
| Instead of tryna take you under, I just make you wonder | 
| I still fast, make salaat and pay zakaat | 
| I didn’t make Hajj yet, but that’s my next project | 
| Living two lives, one of turn and one with true lies | 
| Keeping up hope, knowing he’s answering to my du’as | 
| In the quarters living modest with my nigga, Trotter | 
| I circle my foes like a tawaf around the ka’ba | 
| I used to live life like there was no mañana | 
| Now, I’m treating every breath like it was Your Honor | 
| M-Illa-tillatant with the Fifth that stand firm, like a pillar | 
| I’m I and T-L like Manilla | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| The mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| Yo, the mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| The mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| Yo, the feet that I walk with | 
| The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with | 
| Yo, the mouth that I talk with | 
| The terror that I stalk with, now it’s time to spark shit | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about | 
| This is what it’s all about |