Murs - The Dark Ages lyrics

[Intro] [MURS talking] I don't know where-where the sixteen is [MURS] Huh, here we come It's the California kid A rugged raw rhyme spitter Certified real n***a Coolin' in Cali like Muggs in a blizzard You, yesterday's news like Tommy Hillfiger On the cover of Rap Pages Rap is so primitive, we back to the black ages Should I say it's dark? Invaded by these marks Busters and herbs Gettin' just what they deserve when I thrust these verbs It's a way of life when I slay this mic You couldn't see me like ? whether day or night Height, is not an issue I still get with you 5'8 and three quarters of I-ain't-afraid-to-diss-you Complex, Napoleon Dynamite Rhymin' like you lookin' at your wrist Tryin' to find if the time is right That means checkin' y'all Now inspect these bars At the end of the day I want respect that's all [Karniege] One get's them warmed up Two get's it started Handicap your camp with kids retarded Ninjas in the party disguised as crash dummies Walked out, bust out with mo' mo' money It's time for change like quarters on a clock My finger's got minutes, I'm callin' the shoots Big kids make moves You can get rocked like mountain climbers Avalanche dancin' Tumble on the Earth Survival? No chances Whatever the season, my thoughts rain there like guerrilla monsoons Loot of vixin' and Brandson Spit a witty buck fifty that'll tickle you ba*tards Bow and arrows verses rifles I'm both Either way I'm makin' hits with eyes closed Silly cats shootin' Billy Blanks, my Tae-Bo Flows been psycho ever since high school [Vast Aire] Vast's flow can turn men to mice If reality's a who*e, I'm f**in' her twice And on the third time, she'll be screamin' my name And her best friend Truth will tell you the same I'm the same chubby kid with a Bruce Lee poster That'll finger pop a b**h to check the odor That's ill, they put coke in soda? Naw, what's ill is I, practice with Yoda My people rep the sun cause they're dark Only in the skin, not in the heart I'm a Nubian native Indian archer That'll do a rain dance for the Cherokee loss Navajo loss Apache loss sh**, even the Hebrew that died on the cross Remember black was first, so it's beautiful I ain't 3/5th I'm the millennium general