Are you in it for the fame or the dames or the untamed?
Need to explain its a shame so many rappers sound so lame
When they tell you their name
And proclaim they are worth international acclaim
They just sound the same like they just found the game
And they play it like pilots grounded in name
Now refrain because i'm fed up again
Hip hop became like a storehouse chain
To plain, to be stained? by the individual
Sound typical, identical to every other fool
While they're trying to rock and drop shit I'm dropping rocker jewels
Cool, breaking all the rules
So smoke your sense of? painkiller from manilla
This is gorilla b-ball fair on the score
For the blue collar worker working for the dollar
Holler loud if you think this system treats you unfair
Sun up to sun down
Runners all get run down
Meet in the forefront back to the background
Back down while I bounce around and I go to town and break ground
Cause I'm about more than 8 bars in the punchline
Im about more than battle raps in the party rhyme
Im about more than tall tales of street crime
Each time I rhyme it's sublime
Im about more than the yes yes y'all
Throw your hands in the air sing hey ho
But if you only understand the lowest common denominator
I'm gonna give you what you want, thats what you can ponder later
I will verse with word, immersed in the word
Fight with the word when I flirt with the word
Take flight with the word when I work with the word
Try and? when I recite words
Cursed with the word I am bursting with words
Nursing the word when word is born
Verb to noun torn right up a form
Now I form a storm with these words well worn
I'd like to have a word with the world at large
With words I'll weave this work of art
Pull it part and put it all back together
Word for word now letter for letter
Front lawn to my backyard slang
Im doing my thing when I chill and hang
I'll bring the bang like bang-a-jang
Now let me take a second just to pay for the tang
For all your critics who chill and relax
Listen up to the snare kicking the hats
And if it collapse then we'll fill in the gaps
Because we meant it to happen like that perhaps
And all the fanatics who be loving the tracks
I'll make you sign ap-snap like whip cracks
The better the beat and the better the raps
And we'll put it all down on 24 tracks
Yeah...
One two three music move the feet for centuries
People use the beats to free the speech
And keep the peace
And speak the?
Move the?
Recite the spiritual ignite
Theliteral insight
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Facinate the attention of man
Impact just like disaster can
Demonstrate the crux of who you am
Invigorate the body carry out the master plan
The cumulonimbus, the altus stratus
The soul apparatus of the artist
The light hearted and cathartic
Soul of the solitude heart of the party
A cardiac arrest, a sarcastic activist, a catalyst
The copious amounts of cannibus, now listen, now -
Jig to the rhythm this inhibition is jig to the rhythm this inhibition is defintion of... what?