(Everybody reppin' from the side) the Illadelph side To the New York To the the universal (Everybody reppin' the Illadelph side) From the Illadelph To the New York To the the side
I wanna be able to an MC And reach a child in the same degree And my elders I mean what the We might as bridge these gaps In all we fall in the fire
It's a million MCs upon a plan they real tryin' to set it Profess mic illegit perceptions of reality embedded In they minds thus rhymes are discredit (check it out)
I use my music with jewels and sport tools To inspire all too cool fools who say screw school Cause they don't see the That's put to trap you and me
Y'all know the battle be on some whole 'nother other finesse genetic They say I get it from my so its' inheredit- Tary and very necessary to Legendarily, refined
like the Roots is so rad it's like dag Which bag did they out of, and how can I get in it to win it? Like a raffle pickin' If you feelin' something, guess who get the
I got this style up close and personal The first I to violate, I shall retal- Iate with for they whole local To relate, we on point like Abstract now
while I'm breathin' MCin' is believing That you can host a ceremony and the is never phony In fact, it's quite Like a B12 hypodermic needle so it
elicit upsteps the explicit Most wicked seven digit mic My tongue lash out and with it Just slightly might it I blast through your section or district
(Everybody reppin' from the side) the Illadelph side To the New York To the the side (Everybody from the Illadelph side) the Illadelph side To the New York To the the side
In my years by my peers I was influenced Until the instruments of killed the congruence I peeped the blue on how to make true sense Of MC's which are a nuisance I know just to do since I'm on another lev Brothers is jacks and think they ready for the rev But they got a lot to learn, to make their long term Cause on their short-cuts they a wrong turn Probably, I construct the fearsome To rip your eardrum for years to come Professional style thinkin' to move wise So it's a wonder y'all alive
And still breathin', niggas is dead and not real life the shit kicked is real trife ayo they fake bleedin' It's obvious that they attention feedin' They cold like heathens When mics is picked up scenes is kicked up Like women with the drinking Moet 'till they hiccup Fellas picking bricks up Fantasizin' about the stick up But rip up the jam and we be truly On stage you won't your tef. vest a mic with and a mic test And at your best you get by the fans who profess That can relate With the trials you Or the pains you some cats is pure Tell horors are true but see cats like you Y'all fake just tyo get a woo-woo The tear You be that worker miracle just ran out I think it's you pan out Or just plain fade, cause yo you We to drop on you like the Everglades