[Verse 1: Lord Shafiyq]
Shafiyq is the Lord, that's all one must hear
To know the dopest rhymes will enter their ears
Yes I have to come to obtain, sustain, maintain
My name and fame, I got to do my thing
I had left, but now I return just like a boomerang
No half-stepping, in 88 I'm taking full steps
I had to get my pockets straight
Cause I believe in making dollars by the duffel bags
So heavy in my pockets it makes my Ballys drag
When I step to a beat like the present one
But light on my feet, cause I'm the fluorescent one
Who came to entertain a battallion or platoon
So give me some space and leave me some room
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The Lord in English, now only if we knew
What I can do with the mic in my hand
It wouldn't be no controversy about the Asiatic man
Made from sand, or better yet dust
The Lord Shafiyq is a must
Cause I am a star
[Verse 2: Lord Shafiyq]
Yo, remember me, or did you lose your memory
Or did I do a demo on your memo
You're trying to say that you have amnesia
I guess the rhymes was dope like anaesthesia
On the rapping field I'm like Larry Csonka
Not so easy to conquer
A Tonka toy in a matter of lengths
I will administer a hurting before you even start to think
I wasn't born to be normal, or conformal
On the mic like the others who are normal
(Yo your sk**s are extraordinary)
Thank you brother Safiy, that's why I'm the legendary
Lord Shafiyq, who used to be Gerry
Until I was taught, cause knowledge I sought and sought
Until I reached my destination
To find out my ancestors are the constellations
The Big Dipper, the Little Dipper
H2O sipper, had a dolphin named Flipper
God bless his fins and God bless the wins
That I achieve when I'm battling
Rodents, which is star spelt backwards
Rats, a scavenger who lacks this
Style that fits me like a tube sock
Like a frisbee, your record is tossed to the boondocks
Because it doesn't gloss like mine
A star ain't a star if a star don't shine
So just read the Torah, and Sodom and Gomorrah
I brung down the city's walls with my aura
So knowledge the rhymes because the rhymes are hype
Or better still, knowledge the light
Cause I am a star
[Verse 3: Lord Shafiyq]
I got to extract, contract, adapt, like a uterus
So you can move to this cause I ain't new to this
Or that, and being anti-wack
Makes it easy for a brother like me to rap
Now when I tax I wax then I relax and max
And sit back and watch the damage that I caused with smacks
It's a fact I'm black, original at that
A true descendant of Adam just to be exact
If you comprehend the recitation, knowledge the situation
You would know I'm from a very great nation of
Kings and queens, prophets and pharaohs
Way before BMs and Camaros
Did ever exist, and no-one got blissed
Whoever got high, their life did get kissed
That's no lie, even now as a thug
I've been arrested for impersonating a drug
Cause I'm dope, so dope that from now on
When I sweat, I sweat Methadone
I must move on, like a nomad
I won't go mad cause I'm so bad
When I pick up a mic and recite I'll ignite like dynamite
And I tempt a wind to write but he can't fight the light
That I shed so watch his head take flight like a kite
Then burst, when he reaches a certain height
I got pull like gravity, I know you'd rather see
The star shine instead of a sad emcee
Pouring nonsense out of his cup
This could mean shut up
Cause on the mic is a star
And on the scratch, DJ Doc is a star