Embrace this wisdom and witness my construction
No weak spiritualism verbalized, containing evil's deceit
Other emcees intentions being exposed in time
Abominations when they life aren't like they say in they rhymes
If it is total depiction, opposition shows face
Potentially raping the minds of people living in desperate states
Keep it tight, the things you claim in videos and on tape
Where I'm from, friend, you statue's not injected in place
Verbal disgrace to a nation of intelligent race
Fertilization to theory, stereotypes create
Therefore will not implore my interjections word play, play rough
Like project kids with new neighbors who got more stuff
Riches won't help you then, when Judgment Day's in play
Only life, a sacrifice attain salvation by grace
My words go beyond the outer boundaries of flesh
These recitals be vital to anatomic fortress
In the sixty five we strive to be blameless
With benevolence as evidence
My claim to fame is righteousness
Don't stop
(Don't)
Don't stop
(And it won't)
And it won't stop
(Won't)
Won't stop
('Cause it won't)
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
I come in, like visitors, displaying my creations
RSVP invitations to destinations
Delegated to educatement about salvation
With installations of devastation
Arouse more emotions than Tony when touching grammar
My vocal stamina is like the gift of strength to Samson
The powers divine intertwined and mix manifested
I'm double breasted with the plate of righteousness
Sin, confessed it
With shields of faithfulness block distractions
Captured captions, illustrated, I've remonstrated
Player hated though I told you before
My style was complicated, un-debated and underrated
Bone, real smooth, coming off the head like wigs
Big are my crowds, loud to vocals
Intermingling with pockets jingling, singling out opponents
A circle form in cipher, now I'm on it
In the mix like vanilla extract
The hip-hop relief like ex-lax
Tip top condition brought me top notch
Bounce around the beat like hop scotch
A real enhancer
A lot been changed since DC dancer
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
Rewinding my tape, a***yzing the moves I make from the pocket
Use my blast from past to make your future rocket
Calm your jets, buddy, Jiminy Christmas
Hand cuff my ears while restraining all my listeners
On the back half of back draft, catching wind burns
And then turn one hundred eighty degree
(That's halfway)
And like lady emcees with the high pitched voice
Denounce your leaving
Stop before you can consider leaving
Even out vomit, brown bottle rockets, pink comets
Snapple and apple cores often swallowing what's not yours
Beat b***r, dope style taker
I'll distort your body like a New York City breaker
Look at me, look at me, I did this to you
Tired of being slighted by my copywriter
Adrenaline hits infinity and beyond
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
No weak spiritualism verbalized, containing evil's deceit
Other emcees intentions being exposed in time
Abominations when they life aren't like they say in they rhymes
If it is total depiction, opposition shows face
Potentially raping the minds of people living in desperate states
Keep it tight, the things you claim in videos and on tape
Where I'm from, friend, you statue's not injected in place
Verbal disgrace to a nation of intelligent race
Fertilization to theory, stereotypes create
Therefore will not implore my interjections word play, play rough
Like project kids with new neighbors who got more stuff
Riches won't help you then, when Judgment Day's in play
Only life, a sacrifice attain salvation by grace
My words go beyond the outer boundaries of flesh
These recitals be vital to anatomic fortress
In the sixty five we strive to be blameless
With benevolence as evidence
My claim to fame is righteousness
Don't stop
(Don't)
Don't stop
(And it won't)
And it won't stop
(Won't)
Won't stop
('Cause it won't)
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
I come in, like visitors, displaying my creations
RSVP invitations to destinations
Delegated to educatement about salvation
With installations of devastation
Arouse more emotions than Tony when touching grammar
My vocal stamina is like the gift of strength to Samson
The powers divine intertwined and mix manifested
I'm double breasted with the plate of righteousness
Sin, confessed it
With shields of faithfulness block distractions
Captured captions, illustrated, I've remonstrated
Player hated though I told you before
My style was complicated, un-debated and underrated
Bone, real smooth, coming off the head like wigs
Big are my crowds, loud to vocals
Intermingling with pockets jingling, singling out opponents
A circle form in cipher, now I'm on it
In the mix like vanilla extract
The hip-hop relief like ex-lax
Tip top condition brought me top notch
Bounce around the beat like hop scotch
A real enhancer
A lot been changed since DC dancer
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
Rewinding my tape, a***yzing the moves I make from the pocket
Use my blast from past to make your future rocket
Calm your jets, buddy, Jiminy Christmas
Hand cuff my ears while restraining all my listeners
On the back half of back draft, catching wind burns
And then turn one hundred eighty degree
(That's halfway)
And like lady emcees with the high pitched voice
Denounce your leaving
Stop before you can consider leaving
Even out vomit, brown bottle rockets, pink comets
Snapple and apple cores often swallowing what's not yours
Beat b***r, dope style taker
I'll distort your body like a New York City breaker
Look at me, look at me, I did this to you
Tired of being slighted by my copywriter
Adrenaline hits infinity and beyond
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
My writing is like a party, inviting to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed