Annakin Slayd - Don't Even Know lyrics

I came to finish this. You see the rap game triggered this The battle's so over, I'll have the fat dame singing this With a phrase spoken, I disable opponents Like periodic tables I can label your components D-S for dull style, B-R for bland rhyme Like the Transformers matrix, I'm in my prime I scream MTL! now this verse is territorial When stepping in this section be expecting a tutorial A hip hop lesson? Give your best to those blessing And walk away unscathed and live to fight another session My meticulousness versus your fickleness is just plain ridiculous I ain't even ticklish at your frivolousness To those who pose and step in my section It's like stopping teen pregnancies, don't bust without protection I call this is soul spitting, I'm replacing the name Takeover's like a makeover, change the face of the game [Chorus:] Y'all don't even know, my flow Haven't seen my show I come to this game with my heart on my sleeve and I got no choice left but to blow I know. I've been down, I've been low Headed straight to the top because I got nowhere else left to go I'm the distinguished linguist, my fire's hard to extinguish Cause I'll come like William Wallace and slaughter your English It's the lion heart firing darts at counterparts hearts The twenty first century state of the art Mozart The prodigy, make mcs weak at the knees As I ease with the breeze like Zhang Ziyi in the trees Now Bill Gates jealous, cause I'm word perfect When I excel, check the windows cause it's for sure curtains In these days, artistic integrity is seldom seen Mcs recite the letters of their names like it's a spelling bee A-double N-A-K-I-N till the end 'em I'm Mr. Fantastic to standards, I extend 'em It's obscene the way I use mcs as a latrine And leave them enviously green, when I'm Bill Bixby mean Anni's the find, simple minds tryin to define It's like snorting c**aine, check the dangerous lines [Chorus] I'm the one man band born a rambling man I roam far away lands with a mic in both hands legend expands, like Mad Max on vast sands They say I don't give a f** where the mic stand lands When I blow up the stage, full rage The Powerman, Luke Cage on the comic book page You read it, as Anni turns it. Cause y'all the ones who yearn it So hot in the spot, they call me Carrie when I burn it I reminisce of the artists who battled the hardest When I spit "Life Goes On" I'm leaving rappers retarded I fire at rappers cause I'm tired of rappers These days there's nothing to admire in rappers to raise it to the ceiling, don't have to be beat stealing This battle's like merging traffic, y'all keep yielding My elite fleet, completes defeats with concrete beats Mcs retreat to easy street when we compete I bring punch to the speakers, my attack stuns the weaker And leave you speaking incomprehensible like Bunsen Beaker [Chorus]