Jon Murdock - Drifter lyrics

[Intro: Jon Murdock] Jon Murdock! Yo, break this sh** down for these motherf**ers, yo [Verse 1: Jon Murdock] Cut you like surgical position with my burst of wisdom I'm the fourth, your first dimension here to curse the system First he kissed him, and second he f**ed him And at your favorite rapper, this sh** is disgustin' I'm nicer than all these commercial rap rhymers Heath Ledger MCs, Brokeback Mountain climbers A Bentley in a video, a chain and some b**hes clubbin' Even though the track is wack, all these kids will love it The sh** we rock, the music is ill And the MCs that rhyme, they do it with sk** They do it without or they do it with deals Put in the work for years and they do it for real How you feel? [Hook: Jon Murdock] Y'all would never know what type of life I lead The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe [Verse 2: Jon Murdock] On this mic, you's a wack motherf**er that think he nice Made a few beats and say you got a deal with Winky Wright You doing this music, you fluent with acoustics Pulled two strings and Fruity Loop'd it, you stupid I can't stand a Stan, I can't stand you, fam Went to New York to see your b**h, now you mans with Cam I'm a leader, you's a follower, demolish ya Sampled Oliver, now the street's should acknowledge ya? And Lil Wayne's the best? (Yea right) I put these lames to rest Blaze your chest, put the money up, p**y, place your bets Hip-Hop's dead as a door nail, I'm more ill Immune to wack MCs, we at war still [Hook: Jon Murdock] 'Cause y'all would never know what type of life I lead The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe [Verse 3: Jon Murdock] Breathe ether, the beat heat seeker, supreme speaker Ceremony Master of rhymes, here to teach ya A backpack of back smack you wack rappers From now and here after, my presence creates a fear factor When you see me, you know not to battle me My lyrical overdose gives you nightmares from shallow sleep Beneath the surface of gimmicks is my image A vision that lasts three to five minutes and I'm in it A 1080p signal is not an equal visual I'm a million light years away, and that's the minimal With a collage of adjectives and synonyms I make the crowds wave back and forth like a pendulum [Hook: Jon Murdock] 'Cause y'all would never know what type of life I lead The way I think, the emotions, all the sights I've seen Through the good and bad times, I recite my dreams Never stoppin', steady rockin', through this mic I breathe [Outro: Jon Murdock] Motherf**ers, yeah, Jon Murdock Vanderslice on the motherf**ing boards All you wack MCs need to back the f** up This my time, b**h motherf**ers You f**ing commercial rap f*ggots Ain't nothing f**ing with this Flying Dutchmen, motherf**ers Never know, never know, never know