B. Howard - The Mentable lyrics

[Verse 1: Aleyes] Guess who, it's ya boy who got bars Intelligent eminent gentleman bellowin voice in VoxGuards Development evident, spreadin then gettin enjoyed as PopTarts Avoiding cop cars from Troy to Oxnard I'm John Mark Karr on the beat, but I actually k** it Drop tsar's walls with this heat that my pad'll be spillin' Your faculty's pillaged, ashed to bits and fragments, gathering spillage Rapidly fillin', cataclysmic acts of savagery Ravaging villain, panicking, agony's buildin' Scrambling, vanishing children, family's rationing shillin's Flattening land of the village, tragedy, rambling, squealin' Had to be feelin bad for these tracks I be avidly k**in' I'm causing injury, fatal when proximate to a mic And to all oblivious types, well I'll optimistically train you I'm far from mentally stable, although my thoughts are all sensible Awfully mentally able so you can call me the Mentable, ya dig it yo? [Hook] It's the Mentable baby I got the rhymes and flows that make your system go crazy These written compositions get ya quizzical, they brang Continual heydays but minimal pay wage Still I show you how it's done Round em' up, get your homies, turn the loudness up Bounce and bump when the music gets you wild and buck Aleyes'll rip a spot up then he out the cut [Verse 2: Aleyes] I got a thing for words and have a master of cadence Blink and you're sure to think you've pa**ed the act of the greatest Ran it's back to the basics, face it I'm smashin your face in Making a ma**ive invasion, mace any man imitating Mainly a matter of makin' sure my shine don't stop ever Time bomb with Cyclopsian sight on lock, centered Your rhymes aren't that white hot, you write chalk on sidewalks I'm like not a white cod cause I'm gon' flop never Letters of Scarlett, instead of heads I'm severing jargon Better departure or get left for dead like debtors in Harlem Resemble a Spartan Bettin' you'll get recollections of arson Setting a trend among veteran artists Said that you're better than everyone? Negative, beggin' your pardon These dumb dimwits definitely despise me They ain't deep, got dull divots, depth of diction declining Deaf, deficient of dying, I often tomahawk imbeciles Cause I'm mentally able, so y'all could call me the Mentable, ya dig it yo? [Hook] [Verse 3: Aleyes] So by now your mind is wowed and you get it, I'm that dope And you doubt you'll find a sound with more equivalent knacks shown Or intricate fast flows, a lyrical Van Gogh That spits with wit to get your mental swimmin' like backstrokes Ascension, no plateau, progressively preppin' my sk**s Pressin' depressive presents like pregnancy prevention pills Presently pressure precedents presidents pressured preferably Preppy oppressive preppers impressively prevalent still Or not really cause I'm sure to bring disaster Retort a scorn with ease, a force disorderly in manner Born with kingly grandeur, more than meets your orbs, like Zebra Jasper Won't resort to be one more for your authorities to capture Ugh, fierce bite of a Bengal Tiger Sheer spice of a Jägermeister Turn major minor, play the game and the stakes are higher So veer right like an angry driver A raging fire, and here's to all folks who don't listen It's Aleyes, the Mentable so don't get it twisted, ya dig it? [Hook] [Outro: Aleyes] So there you have it Shouts to JR from Brutha Here we go