Final Product... Multi Magic on this tracc
Its ya boy DBell awwwwwwwready
Lyrics
Raps miraculous, attackin it, the savages
Im passin it, this is the nastiest disasters get
Build a wall plaster it, the title I am after it
Your raps is average, patch dolls like the cabbages
Got the rabbit Fists, quick to swing, flip the screen
flee the sceen, wont see I between like it was meant to be
Call me cyclops the time stops and my mind hops
Servin rhyme drops, make em jump call em IHOP
My pops served words of wisdom of murdered visions
Made provisons in hard livin to work wit wat your givin
So half the population lazy, crazy, wit babies
And still complainin they aint cop that mercedes
Maybe its time for a lyrical revolution or fusion
Of the skill for the ill to teach the ones losin
Brusin punches, my fist is the mic im spittin in
Im gettin wins, spit in a manner that you get it in
No matter what the weather is, birds of a feather git
Hunted by the hunters, So I'm a lone veteran
No crew behind me while I'm rhyming
Lines blindin so the blind find my rhyme kindly
No segregations of words in this nation
same meaning everywhere, never theres hesitation
They can hear respiration and nervous perspiration
No preperation can help your recessitation
Patient in the hospital, Man I thought I taught you so
You fought to fold, made a bet and lost your soul
Fuck a topical
Make it to the top stop retire in the tropicals
Go Follow a rainbow find a pot of gold
Diabolical, my style is hard to follow So
Red or Blue pill, the truth is hard to swallow though
Got a hollow soul, so nothin can affect me
Wreck me check me, my raps attack like Jet Li
Flexin, show my strength, I am the next king
Blessing, Heavens gift to earth I am checc the neck piece/peace!
