J Dilla - King(of wordplay) lyrics

We bout to get it, lyrics flippin' don't forget it Swift rippin', plus a n***a's artistic when he spit it Yes the poetic professor left an impression Never regretting embedding the evidence of progression Stepping it up when teaching a lesson Keeping then guessing and questioning in reference of me flopping In this recession I never stress the blessings in this essence of time Whenever it steps in, then i'll inherit a better grind And i will cherish the time grinding, finding divine Rhymes to confine to paper lines demonstrating the none violence Pa**ion for rap,attack tracks with the dagger the rap hacker With the rapture to match with the swagger Don't forget the flow's evolved with a purpose the flows swervin' Eager to master the track with no cursing I ain't got no time to carry a load of the burdens In all seriousness cause my shoulder muscles is hurtin' But i'm hype to create a diversion,the gift of the lyrical facts Got em feelin' the heat like a serpent I'm bout to turn it up in environments that is urban And spit on the bu*ter beats and then turn the heads of the lurkers Sk**s of a skater who irk the nerves of a city worker Catching attention with ease and sharp with gillette verses And face off with the track like a fight poster And then i finish this mission with the right toaster And make sure i keep these strategies in store here And execute these plans with this lyrical modern warfare