Mark the 45 King - Pure Righteousness lyrics

[Verse 1: Lakim Shabazz] Peace as I unleash Style of the wild, tell a lyrical masterpiece Swift as a summer's breeze The knowledge I possess is power of self and it gives me The strength to go the length You're yapping, flapping off at the lid Cause you must have been sleeping, now you slept You see you're lost in the sauce boy, did you forget I kept The beat intact and I'll spark this It's elevated, created straight from total darkness I freeze your mental comp, word to herb I can do this Because my mind is my third eye I show and prove, the multitude Is the crowd that I will move I have to say today you and your boys you're not right for this I'm raw and rare, I stand in a square of pure righteousness Righteously pure [Verse 2: Lakim Shabazz] See I'm pure, clean, I mix with anything Not contaminated, but reanimated First I was living the life of a blind one Now I'm sincere, polite and a kind one The devil planted fear in my heart, I was just a child That was long ago In the meanwhile I'll manipulate 'em, then I'll make 'em Kneel to the power of God cause I'm hard and I'll take 'em Through trials and tribulations, miles of aggravation I'm yearning, I'm determined, my determination Is strong, I have the will to bill you Fill you with the cream of life and appeal to The adolescent crowd who are youngsters Dump all your wack rhymes into my dumpster I came to tell you that you are not right for this I'm raw and rare, I stand in a square of pure righteousness [Verse 3: Lakim Shabazz] See I'm righteous, you wonder how I got to this Think about it, form a hypothesis An educated guess upon who can manifest Ejaculate lyrics into the mic at your request Well it's me, G-O-D I'm God, my number is 7 I'm def and all those things that coincide with dopeness It didn't take long to perform and to quote this A lyrical prophet prophesizing poetry Why don't you wise up, come on and go with me Into this realm where I dwell as a king The brothers follow the path, the wrath of Lakim I'm your spice of life, my rhymes are nice and tasteful The stage is a battlefield, that's where I'mma waste you To be specific, yo I'm terrific Talented and gifted, you're wondering if it's A brother being careless, try to compare this Rhyme to another emcee, your result'll be fatal Because the God is willing and able You're like a brand new baby, I rocked your cradle I'm telling you boy, you ain't right for this I'm raw and rare, I stand in a square of pure righteousness