Mike Ma** - ShaftDamnRight lyrics

[Verse 1 - Blinsky] Who the best in the game Bruh I want that Who the best in the city I done came from All the rest of you Rap for the range Or the chain but I Rap for the pain That Im made of Dark nights Thatll fade to the Bright of a morn Bruce Wayne with A Alfred outfit Out here with a mouth That'll oust a Mountain I'm So fit to be counted out Like 1 2 3 Pause and the fourth Is a breath Hold in Breath out Im avoiding my d**h On a mission To realize a vision Division can Only imprison Ya forward progress Step back Unite with a mic and the Vibe And a tribal instinctual Model of People that follow The people that lead Like Apollo to Rocky Then Rocky to Creed One beat And a f** my degree Type day I could be Kanye With the art I could find out The way To yo heart I could probably Take you apart With a sixteenth bar And a carnal Aggression and Pardon my manner It's part of obsession With parting myself From the rest of My chosen profession I guess I'm a Specialist Special as seal team 6 In a green beret Open the bay To breathe Debatably the Greatest thing In 83 with a 1 In between I forgot to say I'm so Forgetful My rents due And meals cold 19 but it s** Cuz I feel old Sold on a goal And a dream I was told by my team I could really add Injury to insult For the doubtful people Don't believe in me To be doubtfuls Easy please see me Squeezing these CD Beats to be 3D Peep the sweet reading Wrote to keep feeding Souls I keep needing goals To go further Heard the CEO Needs a dope merger Partner I'll Be a Martyr Got murdered Or the Sean Carter Serving dope verses Purpose I'm clear now I can't feel Worthless I know why I'm here now I'm great Jake in to Blinny Is changing me plenty But saying that's Bad is just letting me Know that you hate [Verse 2 - Mike Ma**] Yo Check the protocol The pro to call is he These n***as roaches I got my (?) Stomping feet in my largest cleats Hit em with bombs and Fog they peeps like Scatter when you see light He turns tie dyes in to Clean white tees Im floating up off the ground With white eyes Through Telekenesis Make you snap ya neck with My mind The Anakin of my time They panicking Never understand it when They wonder why they can't move When its clear I'm the man again The hand of God I got em vibing now They call him Marthas noodles For his rhyming style Tired of the same bars Like a college town Sick as all disease And cornered on the speech I vomit commas out my Conscience n***as hardly cause debris Uh So give an applause to me Standing ovation Rare location n***as recording me Flexing accordingly Yes its less than a chore for me To bless em gorgeously Its all his steez Or could be his k**er whale Lets watch and see Ma**