[Black Thought]   Uh uh, come on, S-P in the   Up north into the NYC and the out West   And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite   What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite   Uh check it out, uh uh    Yo yo yo yo yo check it out      [Chorus]   Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite   C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite   C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite   Check it out, eve-ry bo-dy    Touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite   C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite   C'mon, touch this Illa-Fith Dynamite      Yo, check it out   In in tro tro duc ducing    The sole missin link, what could MC's who listen think   It's Black Thought, open your eyes and don't blink   Yo, to rock this mic is like a basic instinct   But yo in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducing      [Elo]   Behind thee, the mic champ-ion   More than a step-ion   Mothafuckers sweatin me, beggin me just to get me on   Macro-cosmic, micro-master      [Black Thought]   Aiyyo I'm all the way way, Phil Phil-lay-lay   People wanna see the way the Illadel play   Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say   I'm from S-P, no mortal man can test me   Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in   Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em   Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the past   Your half-steppin ass, could never fathom a grasp because       [Elo]   Yo we got a doctrine, in cold-rockin it   Bringin this apocalype, nigga you mad topical   *Bitch* my raps trick your optical   Mister superficial, I'm rippin apart your heart tissue   This is your official, dismissal   I don't study the artificial, who fuckin wit the dark crystal   Yo where are is you? I'm movin like a smart missle   Aimed and guaranteed to hit you      [Black Thought]   Word up, but when the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it   It ain't no way to cen-sor it, my style metaphoric   To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift   The artist, comin out the Fifth darkness      [Elo]   We go back like ancients, while you ain't shit   Sub-terrainean, never against the grain-ean   Afro-American slash half-blade-ean   In your universe, my star's the most radiant      Chorus      [Black Thought]   Aiyyo it's all the way live, from 2-1-5   Plus admission is denied so just wait outside   Two extremes collide like Jekyl and Hyde   And I provie you wit the swerve you need, but take heed   You travellin like speed   Iller than adventures you might read   O-fficial original breed, the just-ice league, yo it's the P-5-D   Style fashionist, other MC's they actresses      [Elo]   Yo it's the high-opposed, you bout to get shot down   Tryin to fly above this Illa-Fifth compound   You've known since the get-go, I rock your disco   Ain't nobody badder, but yo you get my gist so   I represent so you gotta squint   As far as how I do it you ain't compen-sate   We causin nui-sance and get in-decent so save your two cents   Don't come in my district, kickin that *bullshit*      [Black Thought]   Yo it's all simplistic, limited click get   Lyrically lifted, touchin the Fifth shit   Trenches of the mentally twisted, you enlisted   5 was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit      [Elo]   And I stomp ya, till you call me conqueror   Back-slappin all the niggas that slept   Thinkin that Elo could ever disappear   I'm strippin they vi near   Wit this non ether reefer, quiet frequent premiere      Chorus 2x