I be that mind blessin', blessin' these lessons ignited Want to bring it to my face, man, you're cordially 'Cause I've cited, you possess no science in thinking So I'm gonna never, blinking
be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the stink You think I'm pink, I with them shades of thought and think And in corner be the hush, so play on William Rhodes at the sound of the bell my circle square controls And all MC's best sweat, we buckets of heat
So don't fret, kid, I let you the love I secrete, yo Even my give me bravos and that shows domination in this rhyme complication
Yeah, the skill is a cinch, I rock the with a mic And in the of the nickel and breast I knew de yes yes was the callin, clearly not for the gat For combat, I a bag of my rhymes for the SAT
I'm one-of-a-kind, for you people's delight And for you sucker MC's, step to knees Ain't no second thoughts and all thoughts are from Orion I can tell that you a by the rhymes you're designin' Your play doggin' tactics, can't with my facets Just because you talk all that glock Don't mean you can rock Your on freeze Just a form of protozoa tryin' to cross them
See high horse riders gettin' by the sheriff 'Cause nobody's safe for And even all you skirts need to checkin' in upstairs attic 'Cause Mase is smackin' hoes, if hoes is startin'
Now it all good when your jam goes wood So as a deterrent, I use current Got them brothers shook, peep the comin' out of the face 'Cause they all catch a bruise from the we make
Your fame and should be listed as magnets Legends never die but can get shot and killed Ain't nuttin glitter when battlin' MC's You once in a mirror so to down syndrome, you kneel
The status I heard, the same nothin' My ears fears the faulty locks tryin' to down the stops But I earn more than your Menudo or your II Men While the syndrome you immune to frequencies I send Fresher than a sniff off havin' them J in I identify with your But I for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a calicum iron grain
Let me tell you a little something about the 'em, son I be a piece of the East coast, so give a to Plug Wonder why back in the day who his words in jigga So when I ran a in June you didn't catch it 'til December I'm a member of them kids the inner city Giving you audible treats, you be aching for making More than a pagan holiday Not the PJ's, yet I still got something to say
Say what man? You gritty like a diamond For the cameo spot you tries to fool You acrobats flip the star map, for alla that You'll be the first to place, and ran it all to a And all the style that you bring gotta make decks You gotta rip it from the start when the beats in