Scottzilla - Rhyme Of The Year (MK Ultra) lyrics

Raise up ya gla**es Lets toast to whoever's brave enough to throw this in the face of the ma**es Has the wave past yet? I ain't tryna be y'all Ca**ius... You know…? The greatest but brace for semantics To he who's important like the Pope I'm Constantine establishing Catholicism & changing the Sabbath If Rap's the Vatican I ain't no Seventh-day Adventist I just know Satan's tactics are blatant and Fascist Is there a moral code written.. that's unforced? f** all religions Pardon this y'all all unwitted Y'all real as stones that created the Mormonism pages I've morphed into Morpheus' pick the Oracle gave him 'Pac from heaven is running this rap sh** Hova's Jewish investors are running this rap sh** T.D.E is running this rap sh** Their brother dropped the bait, all these rappers done grabbed it Snap! Bit! Look how these acts fish for a casting A song drops, next minute it's considered a cla**ic I missed my homie Budden, I'm glad he released that track And kicked that thick model right off his mattress Hit the booth Now it's only right we going at this The fans now wanna hear bars so why be pa**ive? This is a bomb Flex won't drop, I KILLED this mic But I ain't out taking flicks in a kilt for hype! It took a Compton Kid to call himself the King for heads to sense the heat Before that, New York was asleep while rocking to French's beats I'mma address this, my legacy ain't defined by this though I acknowledge this, but here I'll play a prominent role On the road to riches, that's word to the bullets that took Biggie My city's non-believers, just seen a memento mori Look at'em yell & scream trying to outshine my glory WHAT? I can't hear you brother, Trayvon's side of the story Everybody see what they just wanna see.. yeah People only want the truth that they just wanna hear.. yuh Call me out and we battling pronto I'll be at King of the Dot with Drake, "5AM In Toronto" I like when homie said everything's Drake featuring Drake But all I'm hearing these days is Fake featuring Fake All their artwork be looking like Shake featuring Shake When I body a beat, that leads to great featuring hate WAIT! I got a legion to take the keys to this gate The way I'm beasting, Nas-mode when he made "Ether" for Jay Bless is seasoned while teethin', his mentors would feed him a steak A heathen, I'm Caesar the Great, without the features that's gay My team's this game's Cesar Gracie Flicking off this whole scene and we ain't caring what they saying Aye… My tracks go like a chase from "Taken," I'm Liam Trust me, blogs see'em even before I CC: 'em I'm CC Sabathia, two-seam, I'm past ya Genetically modified, my dreams of greener pasture Too slow to grasp it? A greener pasture, sh**, genetically mod Man, that just means I'm growing faster No diss, but if Cole World or Fab spit My best rhyme, the whole world'll tilt off its axis So just picture if Kendrick went and spat this Some kids'll collapse, Twitter would crash quick The Internet'll lag, while a ma**ive asteroid'll land Hit here and leave more than half of this damn planet.. famished This is no exaggeration, just imagination with facts I'm strapped and aiming at the Masons 'til I'm famous off rap Matter fact, f** being famous All I need in life's my pad, a pad A few stacks to get around A nice device, to lay tracks.. down And a lil bad b**h whose a** stands out like the cla** clown Hard knock school grad, peep my cap, gown My stats, 0 back downs Oh, that next one's a 'O' not a zero For the circles I rap, 'round these drowned cats They washed up should be on Eastbound & Down I'm the beast around this town, you know me I hung with Slaughter, before I even found the peak to my sound Now, the reason I astound.. peeps with my style Peep, they know with these bars that none should even reach for my crown SHEESH! I got this game in an Iron Sheik Camel Clutch, give up.. Or haters keep ya chin up Went from only eating Ritz for dinner, to dinner at the Ritz That line is ehh But point is I'm winning with this sh** I am Big Pun, Eminem & Biggie when I spit On a bit of Ritalin mixed with the pill from Limitless I'm Chino without the pecks, Nas when he had the chip Kanye with the backpack, G. Rap without the lisp I'm 2Pacalypse, but not for the populous A Metropolis product, I'll chop every chart-topper to be modest Hotter than hell is, I'm bout it, liver than any who's poppin' You talkin' rhyming? Switch the topic- Bring up whatever: Plaques, their pockets, their wallets It's fact, so stop it, I'm inspired by knowledge Honestly, this is prophecy jotted subconsciously-guided I just provide light to sightless minorities Write insight, a modern day Nastradamus & Socrates I am in flight The Wright Brothers, minus the bike Defining new heights While others with hype, are flying a kite But I ain't alike I'm raw, lion-like with a Tiger's stripes That get defined the more I rhyme on the mic I am Goliath Dhalsim's, fire spit, Guile's kick I am twice times the hit, of the finest piff I am every rap grimy 90's hit NO! I am something prior, I'm the 49ers right before the 90's hit Sire, Messiah type Achoo! Bless you I chew through comp while I Hoodoo-hex dudes I do what I choose, my rules, chess moves Mind you, I fight with my own mind- I'm Deadpool My crew is next: Nino, 'Batta, Ness too Haters? Hakuna Matata, we don't stress fools Screw the Drama I'm a, super Chupacabra With a rude persona Shut Up! I would boo Obama I feud with karma I'm gonna, get a huge house with a view for momma & a room with a sauna I should own a Jet, son This future rhymer's stuck here But my era's somewhere between The Jetsons & Futurama I am proven, I'm a movement with honor I am cruel, I'm the ruler, I am Luke & the father You are truly misguided, I'm the fuse & igniter You're a fool if you doubt it, you're a tool I'm MacGyver I don't lose, I am Shield you are Hydra I am Seal Team 6 on Osama, I'm a rider I'm a lot of sh**, a moderate, but folks can't define him Homie I am on a conscious tip, but I am so un-Common I am Kim Jong Un bombin' a nuke Boosted & compounded with a comet, I'm a tyrant, I am Zeus I'm that will and that feeling of surviving When the odds were for you dying I'm defiant, I'm religion, I am science I am driven, I am grinding, I am grounded, I have risen... I'm the sound of malnutrition & the cries of dying children I'm the proudest victim.. in this toxic tired system I'm the clock thats ticking down to ya expired existence LIFE! We're all boxed-in and trying to get, outside And when I win I'll salvage it, with honor In the name of Rakim I am locked in, I got this sh** Hak-Spit! This here's proof the Loch Ness is not a myth Never off guard! Ya always ready when ya polished! There's no need to turn a switch here like I'm Amish!! A product, walkin' the fine line between divine And a psychotic mind you'd think DMT's in my chronic! Demonic? NO!