Not to be Defined

[Intro: Dem Jointz, Rakim & Lazarus]
That nigga, that nigga talkin' shit
He was talkin', shit quiet now since y'all came in the room
What you saying down there?
Yeah, God Ra
Lazarus, what up?
What up, Ra
Straight out the vaults
Check it out

[Verse 1: Rakim & Lazarus]
Still one of the illest you might hear
Gangsters love me (Uh), cause my story's true like theirs
Keep it gully, jeans, tees, and new Nike Airs (Uh)
People on the block holler, that's my dude right there
Black Jesus, Mike Fina, Mike Genius, I'm a lion (Uh-huh)
Plus I got a pack of hyenas
It's a jungle in the jungle with trouble gettin' trouble (Right)
Murderers getting murdered and hustlers gettin' hustled (Uh-huh)
If you know how to grind, you know how to shine
Some use the life for crime, then they get out of line
The price is right, they put it all in jeopardy
So I'ma write the recipe, the longevity, it's mental
Don't get caught in the game, the brawls, the bling
And don't let fortune and fame tempt you
It's simple, use caution and brains
Don't get caught in the rain and never let the game pimp you

[Chorus: Lazarus]
I got rhythm in my soul and heart
I spit flows that'll rip my foes apart
Gotta be the light shinin' on the road this dark
And then we demonstrate it to you with this chosen art
Ain't no stoppin' in my prime when I'm plotting with the rhyme
You can't put me in no box, I am not to be defined
Put the laws on my hands, charge you with a crime
You see verbally, I can move a mountain with my mind (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Lazarus]
I make a predator retreat, get a president impeached
Surrounded by rappers who got impediment of speech (Uh-huh)
Can't level to my peak, even if you raise your eyes to the rays in the sky
You never ever get a peak (Never)
I'm embedded with mystique, molded and cold and gritty
From that ice cream truck pops drove into Motor City (Yeah)
Since Wayne County let big bro home from a bitty
Motive is focused steady, flow like I poke machetes
But foes are rows of many (Many)
Execs, they got a problem with the fact I went to college with a presidential scholarship (Right)
Kept me to be an apologist, but I'm a Rakim-mologist (Ra)
Pocket knives, rhymingologists, so I acknowledged it (Facts)
Now I got my pride with it, only to feed the flames
Can't mold me to be contained, to those who the people playin' (Nah)
Who are solely for the fame, then they soul leave for the fame
From the head to the soul of the feet you came, damn
I'm opium for the pain, I sling and you crave
Got the heart of a Punjabi, you thinking you brave (Haha)
You could be a billionaire, a king or a slave
But it don't matter, 'cause none of that you gon' bring to the grave

[Chorus: Lazarus]
I got rhythm in my soul and heart
I spit flows that'll rip my foes apart
Gotta be the light shinin' on the road this dark
And then we demonstrate it to you with this chosen art
Ain't no stoppin' in my prime when I'm plotting with the rhyme
You can't put me in no box, I am not to be defined
Put the laws on my hands, charge you with a crime
You see verbally, I can move a mountain with my mind