Yes Every day ask me where all the real MC's is at? underground There's mad talented underground with that raw shit Yaknowwhat'msayin? Bringin them raw YaknowwhatI'm Really, to me
It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky These niggas like hickies And still get to slip shit in like Mickies I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators With the flavors like a farm team with the majors Like a river how I run through it, I do it so Freezin up your fluids, your style is old You runnin your mouth, but don't really what you be talkin about You should retire, get that watch, be out! Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss lyrical fitness Now get this, emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness I'm like clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots My point is, your gets stoped! By all means, you need more practice, take ass home lookin at you, fish tank syndrome In full effect, I stay lyrical rep And keep it blacker than the of your neck What you expect, emcees we developin the followin Gettin played like love tapes and dollar vans Order reverse your universe so your demise is Before rise it gets worse You need a night nurse Gregory Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is you say to me Like that's supposed to somethin? You the one I seen in the club act I don't buy it, I got the dub Come on everybody, come on just show your
Visions occupy my synaptic Command and shape, to illustrate my landscape The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges Thickets the forests, rivers beneath the bridges of hilltops, lit up with tree tops Eavesdrop; and hear the of sunshine, nine Stones in orbit, to forfeit all form a cipher, and they came to absorb it I suit, and face it, embrace it bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it Destined to rise, because I'm basement Spirit is still so just and be patient Some heads approach like I'm the one to base about to scream and shout but don't say shh... I ain't your student so I to be tested I'm majestic, I represent my strength effort My, method is unorthodox, but of it rocks My synopsis will drop kick, my topics Run the gauntlets and the audience I must represent, I don't off with no corniness all luminary, despite commentary Some say, Mos how you get so? My will make you jump around like calypso And, murmur to yourself a schizo ain't no bottom on the ???
on Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar We bout to y'all home Here we go
We got all on lock From meat to Star, what? Throwin like Kid Rock in bars Men flock to we are, cause its the place to be I grab my paint, jump on stage and emcees We sell our like Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon Freestyle or written songs, we can get it on! Going back and forth, forth and back, all the track Passin the mic's quarterbacks Of its phat, get off of that! Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is Out of fear of being a hater, imagine that! We ain't that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at My battle raps blast your ass to your natural habitat So floss, cause what it costs ain't it to me Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl Wannabe But they can't, no points for effort, so why bother? your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter Clarence Carter, Carter! (I be strokin, that's I be doin) Aiyyo, as we harder And drop the bona-fide head nodders Aiyyo, later for the Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players
Blackstar shining