from, humble beginnins on the south west of h-town
comes a young mate with a fate full of great sound
while other kids had partys wit a fake clown
i was tryn ta break ground, learnin how to straight clown
learned livin street life is a quick way to lay down
so i cleaned off my slate this no time to play round
ballin was a habit and my cross-over state bound
had a street crown til my knee had to break down
so I had to pray now, til i saw the rap game
saw what was wrong less respect than a crap game
had always written poetry so i had to pack flame
plus won a couple freestyle battles as a chap man
had to come original cuz everybody raps same
and the music world views rap as a black stain
some peoples motivation for music is to tap fame
i just want a record on my wall in a plack framed
ran into a man on a mission from north cack a lack
who had a knack to bob heads in a cadillac
a couple high school grads at the pad stackin tracks
pickin up other rappers slack lookin sad and wack
we're chargin forward while philosiphyin sheddin light
talkin life other rappers blind u we spreadin sight
the hip hop game is goin left so we headin right
rappers lookin nervous like a groom on his wedding night
but you dont have to dread in fright, your all invited,
to right the wrongs and change the game to be delighted
dont be shortsighted, the game is re-united
with the people cuz we got the flame to re-ignite it---
picture a breath of fresh air amidst hazy smoke
it must be a crazy joke if you think we're lazy folks
hip hops new tenant plan on bein her for a minute
got rhymes thats infinite man this style is cemented

HOOK x 2

Who, is the two, rappers sick as the flu
Am, I the fuel that pushes the crew? yep
I, am the glue man we keepin it true
Who Am I, if you missed it then take a review

Verse 2 (Supa)

Who am I the light in the darkness
Spit flame start a fire like an arsonist
Made my mark in this with just a spark in this
These wack rappers are some guppies and I'm a shark in this
Put my heart in this Rip you apart in this
Call me Picasso cause I'm bringing back the art in this
When I spit I'm really off the charts in this
Give you wisdom I'm about to impart in this
I insist you just can't resist
Being in the midst of a true MC
Who paints poetic pictures of the world I see
You ain't hurtin' me cause you ain't heard of me
I don't need my name flashing on some marquee
I guarantee that with this lyrical symphony
Greatness is what we were destined to be
In a world so cold we something to behold
We will not confirm and we won't be controlled
Shaped from the same mold and we was told
to never give up when it gets rocky on the road
In life's game we provin' our name
While other cats are just provin' to blame you know the name
Shooters Tour ain't searching for fame
But we searching for a way to change the thinking in ya brain
It's a shame what happened to the love for the game
Now it's all about the love for the change it's all changed
It's just such a shame that the world's gone insane
We know you wasn't ready for this lyrical smack
But the fact is a lot of these cats is spitting whack
We tried to keep it calm but here's our feelings on the table
We ain't got beef but if you want war we willing and able
This ain't a fable we as real as it goes
Hitting y'all with flows that you just can't oppose
So who am I the answer to your question is clear
The re-birth of hip hop and the future is here

HOOK