Papoose - Revelations of a Lyricist lyrics

PAPOOSE! Im here with the hip-hop legend, Premier Premo I got you Check me out now, behold lyricism Haters try to cremate him but he still exist I'm limitless, envision this is genesis I'm sippin' cris, spittin' this 'til I'm spiritless Welcome to the revelations of a lyricist Haters try to cremate him but he still exist I'm limitless envision this is genesis Ima rep thug-a-cation 'til I'm spiritless The revelations of a lyricist I CAN'T BREATHE! I got the smell of d**h in my nose Blood stains, I got this n***a flesh on my clothes The best kept secret, thought that I would never be told Sit back and watch the clever unfold, level your flows Cuz when it comes to them bars n***a, I'm godzilla When its time to sing songs, I'm king kong When its time to lace tracks, I'm AIDS black Motherf**er I'm a monster You wanna move a lot of work in ya hood I'll be your sponsor Take half of all of your bread like we was partnas Collect my money in envelopes, like I'm a mobsta Walk through this concrete jungle like I was Contra Like dreadlocks I'm at the top of the roster (rasta) Hit 'em up and give 'em a seizure (cesar) like I'm a barber Come through and put in that work with the revolver You won't, I would (wood) like tiger but ain't a golfer I dont gotta hear your album cause I'm the author Wrote the period, the question mark, and the comma Wrote the first, second, and the third part of the saga Yeah I hear 'em say they go hard, but I go harder Yesterday, the day before, today and tomorrow I blood sweat and tears, sh** piss and saliva Bought the pacifier, the stroller, crib, and the walker Shine getting darker, you ain't gimme a dollar No drama When I see you I say thats my son Not cause you my man, cause I'm ur father Got a lot of verses, more hooks than Tarver Underground king like Arthur You find me on the block deadin' n***as on sales, dont even bother And your customer chose me cause mines is harder Next time you bag up make 'em larger, cause I robbed ya Your sale (cell) dead like you need a charger Daily departa, I'm known to bang that tool Papoose, you ain't never heard a name that cool Spittin sixteen bars I'mma change that rule Somebody with no bars musta made that rule The industry owe me a lot, this a payback move Ride the track like a Maybach, smooth They say techs jam on you, but you gotta pop your gun right You goin mess around and get popped you dumb hype They guns jam up when it's time for the gun fight Cuz they get so nervous they co*k they guns twice What would you do if they had a plot for your life And all you really had was a Glock and one mic Papoose, walk through they blocks with dumb ice Go to they pizza shop, and stop for one slice Get some garlic on the top and one sprite Now that's enough time to pop if you want right? But if you ever pull out a ox be dumb nice Cuz I'll stab ya whole flock with one knife They mad cause I got more checks than air nikes If I want it, I cops it on site When it comes to spending money I stop at no price I take a long time to stop spinning (spending) like the last dice That four powerful enough to drop both y'all Had a whole block flooded with the h*mo squad I could see straight through you like a hydro jaw My gun bust like I ain't got no car A lyricist, when I look in the mirror I see a rhyme When I'm pushing my whip, I see a rhyme When I'm s**ing my chick I see a rhyme And everytime I squeeze my dick I pee a rhyme Why ya man so washed up if he could rhyme I got enough bars to give you a three to nine The supremacist is ceremonial, masters in lyricist Deliver poetry, vocaltry of a ventriloquist With splendidness gave thug-a-cation a genesis Put an end to this senselessness..