Sun Set in the East

Wolves bring terror to the lives of the innocent
Infinite intelligence, figure it’s no fingerprints
Left death cycle, spit like the cyclone
Microphone time zone shifts, when it travels
Hooked by the grapple, drug through the gravel
Bones show through kneecaps, my greatness unravels
You could say we bring it back but we stayed the same
While y’all change and aim for the change in fame
But once it’s resurfaced, MCs will seem nervous
When each verse is burst to the surface of urban circuits
It’s sabotage, cats used to walk the streets in camouflage
With rhymes in they backpacks and bring heat like atom bombs
Outran the cops
Outran the cops, they wouldn’t put that one on TV
Yo meet me, I need three Es and make it speedy
They probably APB’d me, and got the whole force repeatedly
Screening the scenery, peeping the streets for me
Spotlights is bright, blind the eyesight at night
Ignite fight for the mic, trife, slice you on sight
Motherfuckers wanna act like my flow can’t rip
Hold clips, flow sick, soldiers roll with the shit
Drop like NASDAQ, the plaque snatched off of your chest
Jon Murdock, you see me, back in the flesh
Packin' the tech, at it again, draw blood it’s all love
Small ones thinking they tall enough to brawl with us
Small like pennies, petty, send me your status
At war with many of ones, ready for madness
Audible, oracle, exploring new ways to do
Wait for superficial superheroes to save the music I got
Ways to do it, splash in the waves, threw the darts
Hit the mark, hawk eye aim same as
Subterranean druid polluted the space timeline
Exploited the music but used it to change prime time
And fade the fine lines that define yours and mine
‘Cause on the path to truth, you’ll discover more to find
Eyes open more than blind, hell fires on the rise
Smell the searing flesh as the wounds
Blue denim, venomous skies, I’m in surprise
When the mystery of history seriously plagiarized
When irrefutable fines are reduced to lies
From dust till dawn it’s on, I’m wrong, then who’s right?
Choose sides in the game, we’ll both lose, no winner
And the first one to cast the stone is no sinner
No dinner, still starvin', marksman hit the target
Certified live while y’all spit your garbage