Now I can see, but I used to be blind   Yo, Hesta Prynn I'm gonna press rewind   Now I can see, 'cause I used to be blind   Yo, Hesta Prynn I'm gonna press rewind      Like Edward Amos, I'ma stand and deliver   Got more rhymes in my head than you got arrows in your quiver   Think you can battle me, think you can make me shiver?   Yo - Denial's not just a river      I'm Hesta Prynn won't set up a list   And the mess that I made   Put my shit to the test   Try your best, I'm still winnin'   Don't believe in Islam, or Christianity, what   I get my religion from Oprah Winfrey      Ahh, sometimes its hard to ask some help   Help! I need somebody   Like McCartney and Lennon, give it a fancy round   and all them   Because they had the vision   That allows us to practice this freaky religion   Hey, hip hop is here to stay   'Cause it was meant to be that way      Yo, you say neato, check your libido   Then show up at the church with Max Vonzeeto   like Warren Brady in the parallax view   It's real, it's true, it's how we do      Let's chill, got take my birth control pill   It's ill, when we made it be like bovine      When I start to rhyme, can you feel my heart pound?   I just breathe and listen to the only sound   You know my thoughts are flowin freely   From my head to the page   You might think that I'm a teacher   But I am a sage      Hesta Prynn be graspin at straws   Northern State, we writin' the laws   I'm tired of all the 'what's it all' voices   For the lovin' of the game and I am livin' the dream      I flow so stupid you can't get enough of this   My [??]'s imaginary like Snuffaluffagus   I'm runnin off my mouth and Gwen Stefani says don't speak   But I got more stories than NewsWeek      Now I can see, but I used to be blind   Yo, Guinea Love I'm gonna press rewind   Said now I can see, but I used to be blind   Yo, Guinea Love I'm gonna press rewind      Yo, I hate to be the one to break it to ya   You thought you had me in the palm of your hand   But you flaked, dropped the ball, yo I can't understand   Just when is a man gonna act like a man?   See I'm married to my pen, like my name is Ayn Rand   Time slippin' through my fingers like grains of sand   Yo, throw that beat in the garbage can      Northern State don't fool around   So underground we're over ground   Ron holds it down on the pitcher's mound   I get my five-one-six on and I'm homeward bound      Beastie Boys always on vacation   Run DMC lost the motivation   ODB's on probation   Northern State is here, make sweet salvation      Chuck D talked about his uzi   Biggie smoked down up in the ja'causezi   Guinea Love is no dimwitted floozy   Got discriminated kids, I can't afford to be choosy      Ya see my rhymes will flow just like a stream of consciousness,   Like a laser beam   You fill the paper, I fill the whole ream   Yo I rocked the hot corner on my softball team, 'cause   In my dreams I fly around, 'cause I am Super Sprout (what's up)   I look good in tights and I eat ice cream   And I wipe all the bad-guys out.      Said I'm a queen, sitting on my wicker throne   In my castle on a cloud   I got a neon sign on my drawbridge that says,   "No fools allowed"      oh oh oh   In my dreams I call the shots   'Cause I am the Invincible Prynn   I got red hair, I'm a millionaire   And I keep only good thoughts in      But I feel negative, and my life is so rough   And I'm waiting for my call back like I'm Waiting for Guffman   Smoke weed every day but I still be buggin'   My momma raised me up with lots of huggin'   Your father next round and you know I be chuggin'   When I'm up at the fable that you know I be selectin'      Said now I can see but I used to be blind   Yo DJ Sprout, I'm gonna press rewind   Said now I can see but I used to be blind   Yo DJ Sprout, I'm gonna press rewind      They call me DJ Sprout, yo   But it's just my name   I got tired of that fucked up kindergarten game   My nails are growin' long 'cause of creative juices   I got a straight flush, you got a pair of dueces      The colour of my ride is titanium frost   I always use a copy so I never get lost   I might look like a girl,   But I feel like a rapper      Hesta hooks it up when she dresses like a flapper   You can ask your friends, I'm a bit of a napper   Throw your hands in the air if you like the clapper      Northern State don't fool around   So underground we're over ground   Ron holds it down on the pitcher's mound   I get my five-one-six on and I'm homeward bound      To all the boys - no for drunk dialin'   'Cause my smile's so fuckin beguilin'   'Cause I always go that extra mile, and   Julie's in love with Scott Weiland      Yo I smoke that stinky marijuana   My favorite band used to be Nirvana   Gonna get my hoody on and go for the gold   I'm Doctor da Prynn I never do what I'm told      Yo Guinea Love keeps a pen up in her messy hair   Hesta Prynn sometimes wears underwear   Yo my rhymes have got a northern California flair      I'm writin some rhymes, sippinl some wine   I'm wonderin who's gonna be my valentine      Yo Hesta Prynn is in a sugar shock   When I do my art I like to wear a smock   I dont listen to Rebel or j.s. spock   You know I drive a l-tima just like Chris Rock      I dont do X or crystal meth   I'm not a [??] block   Well you check with death   I keep my body healthy   I keep my body tight   Just dont ask me where I was last night      Yo if it's not a drug, I want enough   So can I stay inside that summer flow   Even though it's cold and I am a loner   Gonna catch a wave and ride it home      Northern State, you know we sound tight   Our rhymes so phat, they got cellulite   Right?