Doc ILLingsworth - Mic Swordz lyrics

[Sample] That's right, for my entire life... I've chosen to fight for no-one but myself My dedication, and my study of the sword was for no-one but myself... Until now... [Verse 1] Yo, looking back on these trains and planes, sh**'ll annoy you Told myself to just ride close when I touch down and upon soil Never know when the borders might close, They out for oil Bang that ol' slum dog, Dilla no daily boil Toil with fools screaming "Oh doil rules" The immaculate, Billy Madison Go back to school and play hookie Since I never skipped cla** they overlooked me Headphones on fully, Honor roll in the hoodie sh** I ain't even try weed until like my 3rd year in college Danny Brown got my high in Atlanta, That boy was wildin' Fold up my memoirs and put 'em in my wallet Collect pennies off of my thoughts and maybe dollars I am the bone of my sword, you don't wanna cross blades On an off day, put MCs in a cripple and cross face Without further ado, welcome to Mic Swordz You might die by my mic check, well I survive yours An I sword of those that can handle the ma**acre The Boom Bap, Intergalactic, Cla**ic as Gallagher It's no shade of gray to the gra** here I been on tour for a month Seen the world more times in the past year Than you will in your whole rap career But battle fear being 30 with no way out of that job app atmosphere Floated around and know back up plan stratosphere With fall back options means you just gotta hope you before you got here Flying across the water, this time tomorrow I'll be back at the dead end for my son and my daughter Tryna be the man of the house is still dreaming I'm chasing with them on my back You know oppressor does the pipes And I ain't never tell with no leakage In light of my lack of decisiveness I decided that I should just Wrote this entire pack of as X-ags And blow my mind in bags to dust, But I don't smoke Punching the clock will lead you down the road That you ain't been before Been surrounded by people who selling and Like taking contestant jumps Shots instead of taking it to the whole And everything I've written I hold close to my soul They broke them all when they made Noveliss 1, 2, weapons blast off The Columbine columnist Sweatpants and hoodies, f** your stylist... [Sample 2] I'd put both hands on that sword if I were you Punk a** motherf**er! *Screaming* What the... That's impossible (possible, possible...)