One week, too strong, like a black brew Riff Lord on the track comin' at you (One week, too strong, like a black brew) (Riff Lord on the track comin' at you) It's time, always running out, it's fine Quick lines keep you on your toes, that's a spit shine (It's time, always running out, it's fine) (Quick lines keep you on your toes, that's a spit shine) Yeah, liberation Yeah, liberation From the top, through the thick, to the coda I breathe like a dragon, I spit like a cobra (From the top, through the thick, to the coda) (I breathe like a dragon, I spit like a cobra) Threw parts on the keytar, too hard I lace shards on the beat, that's a foo bar (Threw parts on the keytar, too hard) (I lace shards on the beat, that's a foo bar) Yeah, liberation Yeah, liberation