Yo, yo —
They watchin’ me like I’m a problem they can’t delete.
I’m the virus in the system, the one they can’t beat.
So they throw stacks at the mirror just hopin’ it crack…
But I’m still here.
Let’s get it.

They cut checks for my shadow, yeah they finance my ghost,
Tryna lace my mind in wires ’cause it scares ’em the most.
I’m that voice they can’t muzzle, that math they can’t solve,
The glitch in their matrix that won’t dissolve.
Deep pockets, deep state, deep love? Nah, deep hate.
They flash rocks of “security” but it’s all fake.
They love “dangerous minds,” put a ring on your name,
But the diamond they give is a rock for your fame.
I’m the cipher in the cipher, code they can’t crack,
They love me like a bounty — they pay to get me back.
Yo, the bigger the budget, the harder they fiend,
But you can’t put a leash on a mind that’s clean.

Who they watchin’? ME!
Who they fearin’? WE!
Throw that budget, flash that rock, but you still can’t freeze FREE!

They got drones like doves, cameras like eyes of lust,
But that love ain’t loyal, it’s just power disguised as trust.
They trackin’ my pen strokes like wedding vows in code,
But every verse I spit is a blade to their throats.
Yo, they court me with data, whisper sweet metadata,
But I’m a heartbreak to the system, a mind terminator.
Budget’s fatter than a hustler’s plug,
But I stay underground like wires beneath the rug.
I’m the freestyle they can’t script, the storm they can’t plan,
I’m the hush in the room when the truth hits the fan.
And their diamond ring? Man, it’s glass to me,
Break it in the cipher with audacity.

Who they watchin’? ME!
Who they fearin’? WE!
Throw that budget, flash that rock, but you still can’t freeze FREE!

Yo, I’m a terrorist to tyrants, a poet to the free,
A mirror they can’t face ’cause it shows their disease.
I see the bride of Big Brother dressed in deceit,
But I’m groomed by resistance — never bow to their feet.
Their “love” is a leash, a luxury in chains,
But I spit like a Molotov igniting their planes.
They pour billions like champagne to toast my demise,
But I’m the toastmaster — burn ’em with my rhymes.
So bring your satellites, your bugs, your wires,
I’m the heat in the street, I’m the flame they admire.
Bigger the budget? Bigger the fear they deny,
’Cause the real dangerous mind is the one they can’t buy.

Who they watchin’? ME!
Who they fearin’? WE!
Throw that budget, flash that rock, but you still can’t freeze FREE!
YEAH!

They don’t love you, they love your silence.
They don’t love you, they love compliance.
But love without freedom ain’t love — it’s a contract.
And I ain’t signing.

Eyes on the Cipher

Myk Eff