Casual - The Last One lyrics

Intro: Pump up the track some for your partner Chorus: Lets see how many rappers can go the length Back in your system with extra strength We eat emcees, outdo and surpa** em But what's gonna make ya different than the last one? Verse One: Casual Boy you touchable No need to get apologetic Get your bottom dollar, bet it Its your problem, I'm a let it Alone, the High Priest on the microphone Taking historical lyrical oracles to the dome My rap is blessed, miraculous In fact the impact is just, spectacular Intact with the knack to bust bu*ts Need I discuss? My rhymes make your brain freeze like slush Or slurpees, with unpredictable bumps like herpes Lets see if you can serve these superb emcees All you thirty-third degrees I've figured out history's mysteries My kinetic energetic poetic motion Subsides your synthetic notion Of being the best, fully pressurized Back up off the microphones, I suggest, you guys Chorus (2X) Verse Two: Casual I'm the epitome of sh** we be trying to do When we go and write a rhyme or two You need some competition? Boy, you better find my crew We make clean cuts like a diamond do Inclined in the mind And the beat hit with perfect timing too When I come to your community I'm flexing diplomatic immunity Protection connection Legalize MP5's just to tear up your section Pep Love: And this is what you must stay aware of Hieroglyphics faction Back in your system with extra strength The eternal energy interaction Got me developing quicker and You in a predicament Punk! Politicians still wishing we would take Their prescription for d**h Got my trigger finger itchin to grab the mic Dishing the truth and the magic Bust with magnum force And advance forth Chorus (2X) Verse Three: Pep-Love We got to fertilize the soil Actualize the turmoil Then sift through the facts and the lies The world and the war is intense But I remain relaxed in my intents and actions My lyrics are bottomless pits Now they got the red dot on us Is it a hit? We escaped every plot on us Watch as we aviate on tape And make a statement with what we create Just wait til the tide break, or dust settle My ? vibrate, and if I must bust metal Adjust the level Release the clutch of the devil While I conduct this concerto Traveling the ruckus to bring justice Ring through abyss And bliss'll overwhelm you (Now that we at the helm) You don't quit We go into a realm you never been And seldom conceived Perfection achieved Chorus (2X)