What's your of dope? 'Cause I think our differ 'Till own skills develop, be wise and shut the hell up I told you man, I'll fold your You know you can't be than me With a microphone in hand show your fans I own this land My intangible growth that stands and holds hip-hop on a cross Lickin' shots for the lost Listen: It's in my genetic code to push the evolution Clean up the and let the rhetoric grow So records get sold and with each blow You give, adds tad gold to eat whole out of your cracked peach bowl As we go without rules, the freedom of independence we So we'll eat 'till full, keep control and bleed at slow-mo speed, you know? I and sew my way through this imaginary land of fairies and trolls Tryin' to bury the I carry a load that weighs way than my area code Vocabulary unfolds so that you cherish the very of merit you're told Your character's bold, but a barrier Spare words before you perish Don't be careless, to share a paragraph tears your nerves Heard you grew nuts Now you think your don't suck? Stupid In a battle you'll lose to us
This one's for all the people in the world think they can get with this and Abilities, you know we be the sickest MCs under my feet with they names on my list This one's for you, this for you This for all my people lovin' hip-hop that are truly gifted Eyedea and Abilities, we only to rip shit DJs with no cuts their self-inflicted wrist slits one's for you, this one's for you
What's your definition of 'Cause I think our differ I guess I know what's dope from the viewpoint of a listener So how's it My new joints prove Arousing of new nose for a thousand miles in any direction you point If I was your pal, I'd respect all that was honest But I'm not 'cause probably an MC in the closet Subconsciously everything from the sentences to the penmanship Mad 'cause I invented what you even pretend to intend to accomplish an end to this infinitely childish game Refrain from grabbing the mid and spare some shame No, I don't sound the And yes, I'm a deranged But it ain't no thang lyrically, nobody can hang There's room for admiring a pro But get off the Can't you see the tire swing is Oh, now you wanna call me out for your ears? Just chill, there's a other better ways to end your career, for real I can't hear you skill-less motor mouths with total clout up to less than zero, I'm your hero Don't go that route, show you out now to all the real MCs But first, I'ma show you why my DJ's name is Abilities