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)