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