(Chorus)
"New to the rap scene, brothers never heard of me." - Nas
(Verse 1)
Don't call it a comeback, cause I've been there, and i've done that
I love rap, subtracting riders from their hubcaps
Get hyped fast, you might last, but long before the night caps
My mic blast, capsizing (sink) your ship, stealing your life raft
Hazardous, mastered this pronouns to adjectives (in what i pronounce is accurate)
Rattle kids like Rabbit did, I make 'em sh** like laxatives
Matter of fact I react like I'm an activist
Tunnel through your pa**ages, they don't know the half of it
Tell me what your pa**ion is, I'll pa** it on and practice it
Set a tone, break the mold, build a home, and craft in it
Plot my strategies, plan to my advantages
Salivate like savages over a plate of sandwiches
I'm hungry, so please pardon my sound
Because I refuse to let my peers try to water me
And it's for certain, they don't want no parts of me now
I spot the target, the victim was then murdered by sound
(Chorus)
"They interrupt your cypher, and crush your blunt." - Q-Tip
(Verse 2)
Cla** is out, we still cutting them cla**ics
Cotton mouth, but still puffing the cactus
Still Underground but ain't pushing up jack kid
This game ain't safe, like no prophylactics
Bro, relax it's the end of the beginning
I rocked the bells, you could still hear them ringing
I'm bringing it all back homie, Bob Dylan
When you tell 'em they ain't Jordan, they start thinking that they Pippen
They tripping, and most rappers write fiction
But I spit real game so they all over my diction
An Aries, wordsmith without the dictionary
I got Book Worms, my Word Sick without the dysentery
Automated, cause you never had a voice box
Walkie Talkie, but could never make your voice pop
The choice is yours and I suggest you look at options
Cause the clocks ticking, and you in need of a Watchman
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