Uh, no doubt, it took ten years, for me to pressure cook my fears
   No my front line rhymes moving up from the rear
   My dream slash career appeared ever so clear
   Now I'm able to touch, smell, feel, speak, and hear
   My fans cheer, my time is finally here
   The past depart the present cause the future is near
   Anticipation, magnified my motivation
   Direct my energy to touch nations
   Been entertaining since niggas was really banging
   Dancning at the old folks parties, pancaking
   I've been waiting for my time to shine
   From Catholic school ?John Mid? junior high
   From to rocking at the Good Life
   We paid the price to keep rhyming and rip shit on the mic
   Yo, cause if you only knew what we been through
   The struggle and the pain to maintain and continue
  
   Expectations, on our committee Unified relations
   We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations
   And treble and bass the situation with dedication
  
   [Charli 2na]
  
   Yo, go get your ticket, your seats snacks and beverages
   While we get wicked all in your brain cracks and crevaces
   Servicing bulletins to you critical puritans
   Who be shouting in my vicinity doubting my capability
   (Expect) no defeat, my whole fleet be scorching
   Keep across your vision blurred from heat distortion
   The proportions better that precaution
   While we shake the portion fakes are lost in, never flossing
   (The antidote for your mood) We sloppy dope and I'm hoping
   What I wrote get you open like a Fallopian tube
   In my crew we inclube brothers who worthy
   Rebels indeed, J's from LA, I'm from Shahee
   Plus never vexed, flipping for Allah cause he blessed us
   With the talent, to make Jurassic your next guest
   Rocking since the '84 Fresh Fest, yes
  
   Great expectations, on our committee Unified relations
   We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations
   And treble and bass the situation with dedication [Repeat 2x]
  
   [Marc 7even]
  
   Ayo my story starts in the NJ state
   And gets deep like a movie Bruce and Demi make
   I moved to the land of sand and ill earthquakes
   I didn't know this was the place I'd get my piece of the cake
   Or the piece of the pie, U-N-I-T-Y
   Every Thursday night at the Life we kept it tight
   That's right, that's where we dwelled and the rhythm rebelled
   We a blast from the past like the shotgun shells
   No a mocho males with raps about a beer
   (Our mission is to persevere) So haters play the rear
   We toured the stratesphere from London to the Square
   You swear you're prepared to diss what we have here
   Indeed time ticks as rapid rhymes rip
   Earth and time split in time to find it's
   Just another manic Monday, and one day
   We'll shine, too, so my crew say
  
   Expectations, on our committee Unified relations
   We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations
   And treble and bass the situation with dedication
  
   [Zaakir]
  
   Yo, whether you love to hate it, if it's in or outdated
   If I've been overrated or maybe your most favorite
   You expect me still to write my verse on time
   And I expect you not to front when you hear my rhyme
   Don't expect me to smile cause it's in good taste
   I know cats that's no mistake smiling in my face
   And don't expect to try and guess if I'm mad or not
   Or if I'm cold or hot, you would know if not
   And don't expect me to come and just bite my tongue
   It's kind of hard to forget what some brothers have done
   But my mother always said you can forgive and forget
   And expect that most promises won't be kept
   I guess I gave credit where it wasn't deserved
   To brothers must have preferred to not keep their word
   The bigger the burden, the bigger the uncertain
   No expectation for my creation, great expectation