Display of restraint when speaking to heads that just ain't on par
We, feathered and tarred
Worn scars from battles where opponents left broken and charred
Don't wanna breathe in a world where every rapper's a star
Smirk a little, recollect puzzles
I dissect correct grammars, not an issue to the MC
ba*tard child, grip a mic, born a lefty
Forgotten legend like my n***a Shawn Kemp be
Now, how the f** did ignorant become trendy?
Million motherf**ers rhyme, most of those empty
Just getting heated now, n***a, don't stress me
Rapper hold a heater down? n***a, don't tempt
Baby boy finally teething now, think he can spit?
Breathe daily drama, rely on villain's karma
Control the mic like a snake charmer
Bum like them Dharmas. Flesh? My first and last Armor
No frills
(No sk**s)
The message instilled
Some forgot what it means to be real
You know the deal
Back, spun boom, bap, that feel
Spit, 'cause you gotta spit ill lyric
MC come equipped, BX to the bricks
No frills
(No sk**s)
The message instilled
Some forgot what it means to be real
You know the deal
Back, spun boom, bap, that feel
Spit, 'cause you gotta spit ill lyric
MC come equipped, BX to the bricks
No frills
(No sk**s)
Cla**ic core, modern day malcontent
Vent frustration on wax for those with timbs on necks
Catch me on the block, I'm most probably bent
If there are strings to pull they are most definitely hemp
95% of my crew go to stores to cash checks
99% leave vexed
4 out of 9 love the New York Mets
2 of my n***as get ill on them technics decks
Got rowdy motherf**ers born to cave your chest
Quite a few will break you down with straight intellect
A working cla** hero is something to be
Parlayed my situation to become an MC
Got that 5 to 9 paradigm and still do work
Misconstrue books you view, put your head to the dirt
The message instilled
Some forgot what it means to be real
You know the deal
Back, spun boom, bap, that feel
Spit, 'cause you gotta spit ill lyric
MC come equipped, BX to the bricks
No frills
(No sk**s)
The message instilled
Some forgot what it means to be real
You know the deal
Back, spun boom, bap, that feel
Spit, 'cause you gotta spit ill lyric
MC come equipped, BX to the bricks
No frills
(No sk**s)
The message instilled
Some forgot what it means to be real
You know the deal
Back, spun boom, bap, that feel
Spit, 'cause you gotta spit ill lyric
MC come equipped, BX to the bricks
No frills
(No sk**s)