| Song | Figure It Out (feat. Masta Killa & Median) |
| Artist | Halo |
| Album | Mansa Musa (Guest Starring Masta Killa) |
| [Verse 1: Masta Killa] | |
| This is hip hop melody, we goldy sprinkles of greatness | |
| Jazz horn trumpets spoken word instrumental | |
| Silk suit, Cuban link cables candlelit tables | |
| Turntable spin 9th Wonder bling classic | |
| This Wu-Tang style that I’ve mastered, hand crafted | |
| Utensil poison that pencil skull portrait’s | |
| For you to picture mentally, blessed is the anointed | |
| The [?] to bring balance, serving universal justice | |
| Reflect like the sky be blue | |
| Peace to Zulu it’s Boom Bye Bye to your head, respect to Buju | |
| My ninja star ginsu | |
| Catch me at the Bonnaroo | |
| My mic assassin murda crew | |
| Throwing down invincible | |
| Brother it’s the principle, respect due | |
| [Hook: HaLo] | |
| You need to figure it out, baby let’s figure it out | |
| Figure it out baby, let’s figure it out | |
| Give it a whisper, give it a shout | |
| I figure we can figure it out, what it’s about | |
| Figure it out baby, let’s figure it out | |
| Figure it out baby, let’s figure it out | |
| Give it a whisper, give it a shout | |
| I figure we can figure it out, what it’s about | |
| [Verse 2: HaLo] | |
| I smelt the fire in Babylon when a kid got his travel on | |
| 9th let me tag along, miles from the vagabonds | |
| Ventriloquism deep in the system | |
| I never listen I was blind to the prism | |
| Shine and glisten, a gold glitterin’ griffon | |
| That make dreams come true but your souls are missin’ | |
| I sold missions the rise | |
| Who rose with him, they rose a cold switching stories a old Grisham | |
| Nose twitching a penny pinchin’ | |
| Not many listenin’ about foreseeing the vision | |
| Chocolate crunch crown a calibration creation | |
| Celebration of that lifetime occasion | |
| Formulation of fornication on vacation | |
| Safe saving my information that combination | |
| This Obama nation my conservation’s a compilation | |
| Momma waiting, hope she ain’t a patient | |
| Resin is regular, our buds are better huh? | |
| French inhale baby and taste the plethora | |
| I rather you instead of her but | |
| I make do with what I can, the casualties of man | |
| Fight or flight I know you ran, drone scan | |
| Called her from overland, they watching brother man | |
| Fight or flight I know you ran, drone scan | |
| Called her from overland, they watching to figure it out | |
| Said they watching to figure it out | |
| But never mind me, I’mma figure it out | |
| Never mind me I’mma figure it out | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Median] | |
| Dumbed out for the free, duh | |
| Release, dum, dum, relief | |
| Minimalist dip the socially explicit | |
| Implicit pure gentleman derivative raw | |
| Breathing just to live all season fisherman | |
| Reel them in a clip, pick, vision future tense | |
| Edit, invent just to vent a bit | |
| List the benefits, list the benefits | |
| Whistlin’ a whim, more moms and a pop | |
| More hot shots, more cop, more locks | |
| More lax keys water hot more to rise | |
| Order those [?] yea, go outside | |
| More positive, acknowledge the pop more defensive | |
| For the pisser, dignity lives here | |
| Elegant residents say the sky’s lit | |
| Then witness the thunder comfort where I lay the fitted | |
| [Hook] |
| Verse 1: Masta Killa | |
| This is hip hop melody, we goldy sprinkles of greatness | |
| Jazz horn trumpets spoken word instrumental | |
| Silk suit, Cuban link cables candlelit tables | |
| Turntable spin 9th Wonder bling classic | |
| This WuTang style that I' ve mastered, hand crafted | |
| Utensil poison that pencil skull portrait' s | |
| For you to picture mentally, blessed is the anointed | |
| The ? to bring balance, serving universal justice | |
| Reflect like the sky be blue | |
| Peace to Zulu it' s Boom Bye Bye to your head, respect to Buju | |
| My ninja star ginsu | |
| Catch me at the Bonnaroo | |
| My mic assassin murda crew | |
| Throwing down invincible | |
| Brother it' s the principle, respect due | |
| Hook: HaLo | |
| You need to figure it out, baby let' s figure it out | |
| Figure it out baby, let' s figure it out | |
| Give it a whisper, give it a shout | |
| I figure we can figure it out, what it' s about | |
| Figure it out baby, let' s figure it out | |
| Figure it out baby, let' s figure it out | |
| Give it a whisper, give it a shout | |
| I figure we can figure it out, what it' s about | |
| Verse 2: HaLo | |
| I smelt the fire in Babylon when a kid got his travel on | |
| 9th let me tag along, miles from the vagabonds | |
| Ventriloquism deep in the system | |
| I never listen I was blind to the prism | |
| Shine and glisten, a gold glitterin' griffon | |
| That make dreams come true but your souls are missin' | |
| I sold missions the rise | |
| Who rose with him, they rose a cold switching stories a old Grisham | |
| Nose twitching a penny pinchin' | |
| Not many listenin' about foreseeing the vision | |
| Chocolate crunch crown a calibration creation | |
| Celebration of that lifetime occasion | |
| Formulation of fornication on vacation | |
| Safe saving my information that combination | |
| This Obama nation my conservation' s a compilation | |
| Momma waiting, hope she ain' t a patient | |
| Resin is regular, our buds are better huh? | |
| French inhale baby and taste the plethora | |
| I rather you instead of her but | |
| I make do with what I can, the casualties of man | |
| Fight or flight I know you ran, drone scan | |
| Called her from overland, they watching brother man | |
| Fight or flight I know you ran, drone scan | |
| Called her from overland, they watching to figure it out | |
| Said they watching to figure it out | |
| But never mind me, I' mma figure it out | |
| Never mind me I' mma figure it out | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 3: Median | |
| Dumbed out for the free, duh | |
| Release, dum, dum, relief | |
| Minimalist dip the socially explicit | |
| Implicit pure gentleman derivative raw | |
| Breathing just to live all season fisherman | |
| Reel them in a clip, pick, vision future tense | |
| Edit, invent just to vent a bit | |
| List the benefits, list the benefits | |
| Whistlin' a whim, more moms and a pop | |
| More hot shots, more cop, more locks | |
| More lax keys water hot more to rise | |
| Order those ? yea, go outside | |
| More positive, acknowledge the pop more defensive | |
| For the pisser, dignity lives here | |
| Elegant residents say the sky' s lit | |
| Then witness the thunder comfort where I lay the fitted | |
| Hook |