INTRO: (P.Flow Matics x Tek Luciano) ..Scratches.. 1..2..3..4 Tek Looch! What up?! P.Flow Matics! Let's go!!!! VERSE 1: (Tek Luciano) I'll eat a rapper's flesh, cannibal and a carnivore Schalor and psychotic I'm well versed in the Art Of War Fibing while they spitting I'm thinking why is you lying for? Dead broke, claiming they money long as the China Wall (Stop it....) Weed head and alcoholic, in school was deemed a failure Failed school, but I pa**ed the chronic Surpa**ing logic, with a stomach fat as my pockets Look at me and P you're seeing through stars No astrological, sick! Laying in hospitals, planning, scheming and plotting to Get a PhD in biology so I could body you b**hes Wave and say goodbye to you b**hes We taking over! this is real rap f** your baking soda! (I got baking soda!) The man is back that means the wait is over Sick sh**! Can I get a witness? My name Jahovah.... Yal couldn't get a deal inside a pawn shop Yal gon' need a scope to f** with us cuz that's a long shot! CHORUS X2: (P.Flow Matics x Tek Luciano) Rock mics, feel the rush, learn to understand the game From the perspective of an artist in the spotlight Before you call yourself a rapper, you should act right Learn to earn your stripes, what you know about this rap life?! VERSES 2: (P.Flow Matics) I never blend with the fashion I despise trends with a pa**ion, in fact I'm leaving rappers in flabbergasted reactions with Tek The satisfaction is the act of respect To master the art of rap, soon as the mic contraption is set! My slick inventions, bring the tension with intensions My scripture project the vision Like a sick motion picture in three dimensions Speakers bleed bloody from the ba**, your flow is too slow When I grab the mic and spit till' I foam from the mouth like Cujo My penmanship's intense when I vent my rage Through these sentenses When you discovered rap? I was rhyming on public benches You live a world of glamour I'm coming straight from the trenches Where composition's the essense I'm repping that small percentage I represent the music before the swarming of censorship I know that times have changed Yet I'm pensive trying to make sense of it But then again.... I might just go mental and write a song With so much cussing, that the radio version is instrumental! CHORUS X2: (P.Flow Matics x Tek Luciano) Rock mics, feel the rush, learn to understand the game From the perspective of an artist in the spotlight Before you call yourself a rapper, you should act right Learn to earn your stripes, what you know about this rap life?! OUTRO: (P.Flow Matics x Tek Luciano) ..Scratches.. Rap Life! Rap Life! Rap Life! Rap Life!