Tha Arkhitekt - Neverbethesame lyrics

Anonymous with the ominous flow That has achieved dominance Over the somnolence that is Your flows, they're softened I off them And put them in a coffin So often Better take caution I'm ill with the sk**s that k** That'll soon pay the bills And not the ones that stand on Capitol Hill This ain't Schoolhouse Rock But my knowledge is power With lyrical showers Over you delicate flowers In my garden Pardon My flow will still harden This is lyrical sparring You funny style like Martin Lawrence, to my hundred percent abhorrence Most of your style is lazier than that maid Florence I'm moving on up like a Jefferson A newcomer, but I rhyme like a veteran I'm getting ill Someone provide the medicine Rapping is my sport You can call me a letterman Not talking about jackets But the fact is You need practice Because you lack this Effort that's made me so much better The style's more clever Hotter than pepper I'm a ghost with the flow Never boast with the flow I should have a cookout the way I roast with the flow Like a host with a show I am proud to present The emcee that's known to represent His hometown, that's me A-R-K-H-I-T E-K-T, with the flow that's crazy Might stick to you like glue Making his debut Flowing like the old greats used to I'll never be the same Because of this rap game It's a shame You'll never remember my name But you will soon I rep Wilson It's real, son My style is fresh and yours is jading/Jaden like Will's son This is something you can feel, son A hundred more rhymes in store, ready to k**, son Machine gun rap influenced by the boom bap Got eight letters for you: it's a wrap!