Micbandits taking over the planet but don't panic
We started at the atlanic and makin' noise like static
Now the people say that we got it, i feel flattered
But we still got a long way to go before we illmatic
like Nas tellin us the world was ours
then jayz said its bout the girls and cars
underground rappers tellin me to write these bars
So which do i choose? this is gettin' kinda hard
Then my islamic side's like allahuakbar
Then the bruneian in me's like apa khabar
Then the realistic side's like you won't go far 
While the ironic part of me's like hardy har
Cuz the things that we say and do
they stay with you
They grow old and grey with you
You never know which part of you is betrayin you
Either you changin' em or they changin' you
But they only gon' do what you train em to
Which is why i try hard to maintain the truth
Check, everybody makes mistakes, 
everybody in the world gets desperate when they raise the stakes
but everybody does good when the choice is clear
its almost like they feel that a voice was near
tellin' em not to worry and there's nothin to fear
i guess we all just searching for somethin' thats real