BZ-Tho - The Sequel to Track One lyrics

[Intro] Those of you know me well, know that I am open to listening to many different types and genres of music, provided I don't get bored in the process of listening. And as such, I am a great believer in making cla**ics, or that which is cla**ical. I mean, it only makes sense, right? I hope you understand what I'm getting at right now… Yung Teez-R Hahahaha, I'm here! [1st Verse] I've rarely heard this turned into a rap joint Rest a**ured this ain't gon't be a trap joint Worked to put myself up on the map boy Till they know that boy, that he don't slack boy, so don't you ask boy! Can't say it enough I just love what I do Feeling at home when I jump in the stu That will explain if they start to want beef From the time that we meet, they won't keep it discreet Notice the hate in their blank stares I was elevated, they were stuck down there That was back then, imagine now On my own levels I'm holding it down I'm here on the scene with a flow unrivalled Ain't American they acting like I'm idle Look, I ain't lazy n***a, what you saying n***a? PsyCho an*lysis, kid need dialysis [Hook] Cause I'm way too ill All these beats I k** So boy I will Have you wishing that you wrote your will You can't match my sk** On the mic, better check yourself twice - 1-2-1-2-3-4 3-2-1 ... [2nd Verse] Here I go again Wanna stop me? You will have to take the words right out of my head Like Soul I got a grip on determination, I don't think you understand So lemme help you comprehend The man, you hear in your ear I am neither there nor here I'm in my own atmosphere I do this like I got the manual Irony - my sh**'s automatic It's funny when you're the solution Yet they treat your flows as problematic They can't solve it, when my soul vents Try to burn my flow you left with residue Haha, the chemists might get it Like hitting it raw and getting infected [Hook] [3rd Verse] Lift off now You better watch the space: Only way to recognise a star Put the plan in place Then I kept on track, that's all Kept training So they could never de-real me I drop perpendiculars, got the right angle With bars. These rappers left mentally strangled You don't want that kind of hickie That chain will leave you s**as dizzy And that's a permanent impression Type that's bringing careers to their ending Supa Hot flow means you under fire When I'm flame throwing in the booth And the truth is, I don't even do this for the wealth As for the people thinking I'm doing this for my health? [Final Hook] Nah man: I'm way too ill All these beats I k** And boy I will Have you wishing that you wrote your will You can't match my sk** On the mic, better check yourself twice 1-2, 1-2-3-4 3-2-1, repeat that Cause I'm way too ill All these beats I k** And boy I will Have you wishing that you wrote your will You can't match my sk** On the mic, better check yourself twice 1-2, 1-2 1-oh stop