NINO-G:

*The Revoultion has finally begun...AR-15...Nino-G...are you ready?*

Now that we have established our Poetic Pharmacy foundation,
It's time to realize the truth and triumph, make it a celebration.
Nothing else to be said,
Nothing more to be done,
AR & Nino...two lyrical giants on the run.
But not from anyone or anything,
We runnin' for a purpose.
We've built the most powerful base on the earth's surface.
The blood, sweat and tears that went into
This structure of perfection,
The only ways to go are up and forward for direction.
Complex Confusion, the magnificent doctor of rhymes
&
The Pen & Paper Penicillin, way ahead of his time.
There's only one thing left for this duo to do...
AR, make 'em realize our truth...

  AR-15:

What up, Nino, AR-15 straight from Carolino
Making poetic home runs like The Great Bambino
On Any Given Sunday like Al Pacino
They want the truth, but can't handle it
Because it's hot, if not
Then why does our pharmacy stay open nonstop
24 hours a day, 7 days a week
Giving that extra dose of something to seek
But I must warn, our doses are designed for the weak
Stupid, mentally retarded
I'm sorry if that's offending, but I'm that cold hearted
We control our own destinies
If our pharmaceuticals break the law ,please arrest me
I rather sit in jail trying to do something I should
Then to sit back and watch my own people terrorize the hood
I hope this is well appreciated because
Who knows I might be done for good
Nino, I'm done sharing my knowledge for today
I don't have anything more I need to say

  NINO-G:

Ok, ok...were done for the day.
Complex back to da Caro, I'm back in the A-R-K.
Sittin' back and witnessing what becomes of our
Build,
Watching everyone get their daily dose fill.
It's a beautiful thing to see what we've done,
From before we met each other up to now,
Honestly I'm stunned.
We never would've thought that this would come to be
Such a perfection in the making from AR and Nino-G.
Doin it for the streets, the ghetto, the hood.
We'll go down in history...as we should.
The Poetic Pharmacy,
It lives up up to it's name...
It's not a game, we are
Royalty
In our own frame.

  AR-15:

Oops I lied, I'm back for one more verse
And you fools thought that you couldn't feel worse
Well that's why we are here
To prescribe the medicine that is pleasing to the ear
For people suffering with spasms and contusions
Here take two doses of my Complex Confusion
For those who suffered from my vicious Venom
I am sorry there is no hope from within him
Nino is a poetic gladiator
AR-15 is ironically a lyrical alleviator
Together, the pharmacists will always be greater