Outerlude

[Verse]
Put a fist up
Nov mastered the art
Of the gift
Legend of the intelligent
Martial artist
Vs. the martial law
Unite the people
March on the law
Brothers of the red surface
My head hurting from
The darkest thoughts
Testing my limits
Speak with my hands
My verbiage
The stained blood on my knuckles to match the sand
The word is
I'm a different man
Since they captured me from my homeland
The weapon specialist
Pilot
Non benevolent
Start a riot
I challenge you
To a battle of minds
I draw the line in this red planet
We stand connected...
To see who can touch more knowledge my power setting in
You settling
I'm red handed
For having you stand corrected
There's no medicine...
For losing to the better man
Too much on the line
You couldn't put up a fight I wouldn't die to win
My intent
Is laced with violence
As we coincide..
I don't see this ending with my lament
You're blinded by the hate in your eyes
Where my foresight is
While I'm bending you into silence

[Hook]
Cuz when the moon gets high
And the soldiers come out
And you tried of living with doubts
And it's time to fight the power
Suckas want you to
Put it on the line
Elevate ya mind
Even if it's for the last time