It's the gift, Here to your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh rap verbally pimp, uh-huh Lace another with my signature The gift,
the chief, uh-huh Tearing up the and bringing heat, uh-huh shock, thunderous beats, uh-huh Blazing on your local street corner The chief,
in my mind, pulse signs in my rhymes Lines are inclined shine, in my shrine Warring time, mortifying, sauna flying Einstein, horrifying times
Ordered like fights for the fight-type to strike, pouring like water might, I Smoke like a of that northern light hype Swerving off a nitro quarter pint
Saw the bright light, caught a night-night Bona fide nice ice, type Sorta like Border Heights, what a sight, Showing motherfuckers how to hold a mic
Photo light images Yoda bite Soldier-like stripes, to Spike, build a vice is Photo bright light, hold the funk inside Glowing like solar kites, sho ya right
It's the gift, Here to give your mortal mind a lift, rap verbally pimp, uh-huh Lace another with my signature The gift,
the chief, uh-huh Tearing up the drum and bringing heat, shock, thunderous beats, uh-huh Blazing on your local ghetto corner The chief,
Beats to the rhythm, rock in the day on adrenaline, master the way I'm the hunter going after my prey They for the highest mountain yelling out, "Mayday"
G-A-B, the annihilator of the way they Be all on scepter jocking, like a Pele ball, kick 'em all, drop 'em in the Bay say Fatter your nigga Albert yelling, "Hey, hey, hey"
on apprentices like Brandy did Ray J Shutting down business like 15-80K day If you ain't you'll be all up in a melee G-A-B'll the richness of the sun into your gray day
Take your AK, put it in a little Lay it underneath the surface of the earth and let it way Out of sight and mind so you can on your time in climbing Rhyming, hey that beat like grime and be my pay day
the gift, uh-huh Here to give your mind a lift, uh-huh rap verbally pimp, uh-huh Lace rhythm with my signature The gift,
It's the chief, up the drum and bringing heat, uh-huh Block shock, beats, uh-huh Blazing on your local ghetto street The chief,
Slick-slippery, quick ripping these, physically Drift with a kick me dickory, emcees are sick of me Zen trickery, get the gist, wizardry
Split-lickety, it could be lit this, into me, it is a secret Emcees pretend to be kin to the I'm shitting the wisdom of centuries
Wit, go on like a centipede's want flames, man, I injure these shrimps Skew 'em on the barb' with hickory chips I'm a level higher the intermediate
Rappers, I don't care about your gender, Background, records, history, rent Unpaid evictions, charge penalties Merciless in battle enemies bent, it's the gift
the gift, uh-huh Here to your mortal mind a lift, uh-huh Mack rap pimp, uh-huh Lace another with my signature The gift,
the chief, uh-huh Tearing up the and bringing heat, uh-huh Block shock, beats, uh-huh Blazing on your ghetto street corner The chief,