My be mystic, you ask who is it it, with the next type of techs runnin' through it The bullshit, I mean, rap clean I lean my six foot frame, Tame's the other being
Seein' that niggas whack, to take it back to basics Like sneakers or a pair of Asics Don't this analyst, hip-hop activist Battle technician who be on a mission, now
Tame One got more grip Gore-Tex I'm comin' through your set CBS Writin' my name up in your Who test me when I'm tested?
Pushin' the paragraph like a Lexus I off hot like Texas My district predicts that I'm the shit So I walk through the bricks and shoot the GIF like it's a fifth I bring the ruckus fillin' dutches with I spread love like Take 6 until the whole spliff
We wish to diminish MC frauds who to check Into a rap clinic, thinkin' they all in it My message to those is right down to the Kick your best MC and all his niggas the door offense, defense level high Stamina a hundred, leave your ass dry
It's still our nature to ya play you out like Las Vegas 'Cause my crew's got more game than 16 With adapters, battlin' rappers and actors for all their stacks And keepin' my family fucked up the Jacksons
Yo, you couldn't find my dab if you to use a map Or instructions, the number ones sold guns be so Best to recognize, eyes is on the for spies who wanna piece of the lyrical pie
Crews be like they really wanna die But when I ease up, freeze and can't look me in the eye I got on the jokers who talk trash They never past 'cause I be checkin' for they hall pass
Haul ass and let me shine like do When I die make a statue, I get in you a tattoo I pay to all the bombers that I'm fly with Endurin' politics and paid off of some side shit
I push niggas back who lack to hold their own Jackin' other brothers' styles way that can zone Prone to dismantle your insides like Mickey My form lasts long, like trick
You see the of these rhyme experts hurt niggas in cyphers and make the other states liver Survivors of the light the graph then ASCAP Sen-S-E-I the next paragraph
In all actual my style's wilder a crack spot I'm ill in, usin' the putas you as my backdrop I paint a picture perfect with a thousand From the of Continentals, Lincolns, drinkin', thinkin' mental
You better look through your tape collection 'Cause next subject might have a nigga second guess I do raps and get fat like Apache So I can get nasty and dis a nigga like a
My exquisite exhibit has in this specific Most niggas boast how they and come with it But the rudest boys, coolest with poise Artifacts be stickin' them with poise
Is on the biz, Taylor like Liz Tryin' to save the culture, vultures run the biz You my voice more clear, intact Peep the lyrics, my secrets
Ill, like the film called 'The Questions, answers, payin' dues recognize, so we endin' this interview