Lyrics
HOOK:
Ya wanna test me,
go ahead wit it (2x)
Try to get the best of me,
go ahead wit it (2x)
Think ya got the recipe,
go ahead wit it (2x)
You ain't got the weaponry,
so go ahead wit it (2x)
VERSE 1:
Prepare for war, as I tear ya off,
A lil suttin, that makes ya wanna ya heart,
To En-V, if it's just you and me,
Goin round fa round, I break it down beautifully,
For you to see, what I do to beats,
My skill honestly, is the truth to me,
And it's nuttin but garbage ya words give birth to,
Yo whac, and I break ya shit like commercials,
Envi-Zion, middle name controversial,
Youre the cat, my flames dispere through,
Yall talk a lot, but can't walk a step,
Find ya body, outlined in chalk and left,
I'm tellin ya now, I'd be hard to press,
I spit flames, until there's no targets left,
Ya betta step back, and check En-V,
Cuz I'm comin of age, like Memphis Bleek.
HOOK
VERSE 2:
Yall owe me about half ya rhymes,
Half ya style, I take half the time,
To unleash the flow, and write this shit,
Than you take to bite two lines of it,
Ya betta have the time to rewind this shit,
I'm quick wit it, so by the time ya mind is hit,
Yall undastand, that my rhyme's legit,
Then ya realize, just what time it is,
It's time to rip, tear, and break the mold,
Storm the gates, take control,
Rock the beat, wit the right pace of flow,
Stay on point, and neva break from the whole,
Construct the rhyme, it's designed in IMAX,
Surround sound, visuals, build to climax,
Hit the weights, wit no breaks in between,
Hidden deep, and interlaced in the green.
HOOK
VERSE 3:
I burst through, set mics ablaze,
Set the tone, try to find the way,
To say what I neva had, the time to say,
Bless the mic, I'm enshrined and praised,
Check mics, when I come and test the flow,
Mic check, I'm gunnin 4 best in show,
[LORD] FINESS[e]in flows, cuz I'm HIP TO THE GAME,
Wit ACTUAL FACTS, that can flip through the flames,
And rock steady, while I sit through the pain,
Kickin it, like I learned ninjitsu a-gain,
Sit through the game, and watch the win,
That I draw in, as naturally a oxygen,
When I breath, I keep on flowin,
And I keep on flowin, when I bleed,
The blood, sweat, tears, flows through the lines,
Like blood in the veins or thoughts through my mind.
HOOK
