little toast for the no ones
With a nod to the masters
To the ones with the riches
From the ones who the rags fit
little smoke for the gone boys
little nod to the spirits
We're still [bad word] #39; round screaming
They're still here pointing and laughin'
Don't walk away when I talk
I'm tellin' you
Turn around mister
I got a permanent bop
Who the [bad word] do I think I am not
And I'm twice as hot
As about half of [bad word] 
I get lighthouse lit up
Get down diduck
The boy got a barracuda bite
You can tell
[Killer Mike:]
Got hope for the living
Got prayers for the dead
In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head
Got kush for the pain
Cause the world is dangerous
Driven great men insane
Anchor themselves with angel dust
Somewhere between love and lust
nut get bust
And a baby get made
It seems that trouble trouble us and follow us
Like all our days
In every holy book it says we suffer that's what it is
So riddle me this from the womb to the tomb why do
We fight to live

[Hook 1 - EL-P:]
(RTJ)
little toast for the no ones
With a nod to the masters (RTJ)
To the ones with the riches
From the ones who the rags fit (RTJ)
little smoke for the gone boys
little nod to the spirits
We're still [bad word] #39; round screaming
They're still here pointing and laughin' (RTJ)

[Hook 2 - Killer Mike:]
Got hope for the living
Got prayers for the dead (RTJ)
In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head (RTJ)
Got kush for the pain
Cause the world is dangerous
Driven great men insane
Anchor themselves with with angel dust

[EL-P:]
You say you wanna be my leader
I think you wanna be my God
You say you on the side of the righteous
I say I'm gonna hang with the wrong
There's [bad word] where the filth is
There's lies in the law
You want a [bad word] with a white dress
I want a wife in a thong
You love fear and division
I ain't [bad word] with your symbolism
I don't give a [bad word] about power
I'll pluck an eye out a pyramid
Cut a ear from a mouse hat
Go Van Gough on a house rat
Find another mind to devour
 [bad word] I'm really not hearin' it

[Killer Mike:]
pope is a fraud
church is a lie
queen is the same [bad word] thing
You should pray to your fake god that she die
God really exists I tell you like this it reside inside
And anybody tell you different, just selling you religion, tryin' to keep your [bad word] in line
I kill my masters
I mentor none
That means when I die that's it
My style is gone I'm a one of one
One half of the great RTJ
Defeated the odds went to war with the gods
Earned all our scars and came back straight

[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]

Angel Dust
Angel Dust