What's Left ruff them What's Left bust them What's Left dust them, who mislead the people We're not evil, we want equal rights and justice for the people If you talk gun, if you talk drug, if you dis women we're gonna kill your sound love We don't play that, We're not idiots, you can't play What's Left for no rass cloth. (sample of someone misleading the people)/(refrain) Stuttering, sputtering words uttering slurs with foreshadowing rhymes see around curves bending nerves with mind shattering verbs like - touch- feel the power of the prose clutch! Don't stop, just let your knot get rocked. . . We're taking sledge hammer beats to your blood clots, freeing up the flow, burning up the show, staining up your brain with shit you already know like Yo! No empire can last forever bro. The first is now the last and now the last has had its go, so, get ready for the dawn of illusions, maintain your brain and abstain from confusion. You're looking pale like you've been in institutions, get a transfusion of the real solution, 100% uncut revolution knocking down your door imploring you to join the movement. (sample describing apathy) Why sound crews wan fi test What's Left? Them never know say What's Left a di best. They run come with all them nastiness, drug talk, gun talk, and filthiness. Them come chat that and get laid to rest cause them can't stand when the king and s.o.n. sound test. Killing ignorance from east to west, manifesting like the muscle in your chest - we don't rest - till we get equal rights and justice so pump your fist if you like it like this'a cause this here mista is a resista, you can't do nothing when we do it like this'a, go tell your sista, capitalist'a get rocked by the style that we kick'a, them can't handle the way we mangle and leave all babylonic styles them in shambles. You can't touch this but you can trust this What's Left is like Toussiant out fi justice, or Nat Turner with a machete and a musket we've got it cocked and we're not afraid to bust it!