What's your definition of 'Cause I think our opinions your own skills develop, be wise and shut the hell up I told you man, fold your plans You know you can't be than me With a microphone in hand I'll show fans I own this land My intangible Expanding growth that stands and hip-hop on a cross Lickin' for the lost vision Listen: It's imbedded in my genetic code to push the Clean up the pollution and let the grow So your records get and with each blow You give, adds tad more gold to eat whole out of your peach bowl As we go without rules, the freedom of independence we So eat 'till we're full, keep control and bleed at slow-mo speed, you know? I and sew my way through this imaginary land of fairies and trolls to bury the scroll I carry a load that weighs way more than my area Vocabulary unfolds so that you cherish the very story of you're told Your character's bold, but build a your words before you perish Don't be careless, apparently to share a tears your nerves you grew some nuts Now you think your don't suck? Stupid In a battle still lose to us
This one's for all the people in the world that think they can get this Eyedea and Abilities, you know we be the MCs my feet with they names on my shit list one's for you, this one's for you This one's for all my people lovin' hip-hop that are gifted Eyedea and Abilities, we only came to rip DJs with no cuts their self-inflicted wrist slits This one's for you, one's for you
What's definition of dope? 'Cause I think our opinions I I don't know what's dope from the viewpoint of a listener So it sound? My new joints points Arousing styles of new nose for a miles in any direction you point If I was your pal, I'd respect all criticism was honest But I'm not you're probably an MC in the closet Subconsciously everything from the sentences to the penmanship Mad 'cause I invented what you can't even pretend to intend to Promise an end to this infinitely childish Refrain from grabbing the mid and spare yourself some No, I don't sound the And yes, I'm a deranged But it ain't no thang 'cause lyrically, nobody can There's always 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 billion other better ways to end career, for real I can't even hear you motor mouths with total clout Adding up to less zero, I'm your hero Don't go that route, I'll you out now Peace to all the MCs But first, show you show why my DJ's name is Abilities