Lyrics
Half arab, half white, yall seize 2 respect
but it seems on this track that my genes are a mess
the seed u neclect, its the reason i rap
my dreams 2 connect both scenes over wax, check
thats like a dream 2 forget
cuz the secret 2 rap seems beefin on tracks
nothin deep only reachin 4 plaques
thats wack, doesn't mean im not eager 4 cheques, yep
we're evenly matched on the surfice
skin white, lungs black, stats say im Turkish
am I white ? infact im a serpent
of a God in this fight with a mic i will serve 'Em
lights strike...devine is His purpose
never went 2 church, im in line with the merchants
is that a crime? inside i am nervous
rhymes never blunt, like the knives on a surgeon,
cut!
recite out of passion, write out of madness
imagine the type sport nikes out of fashion,nawww
im the type with a mic on the standard
I might start rappin, lights on, action
write battles, nice, but i sleep easy
wanna stop War, write 4 a peace threaty
bring ya flock dogg, food i done canceled
crews i digest, ima chew on ya men, move
leave ya crew with a bruise when my men move
smooth with the pen, ...rude with my 10 tools
yall been doomed, screws in my mental
lose but i choose, payin dues with my pencil
Muz 2 my friends...move 2 the end, few
scene seems done, but the movie continues....
cut!
first flick, last take, words rip, fast paced
burn spliff, mad blaze, heard this? thats Haze
word, foes callin crews on their phone
crews are 4 those that'll never blow, on their own
never show at the shows where i rhome
ryding bikes but in rhymes...rollin on their chrome, syke
signs of a low-selfasteem
tho ya flows at a peak, only blow on ya knees, bitch
guns, run em mad fast
all they carry is a pencil 2 fail another math class
passed that, easy, laughed at
cats that rap that brag shit, mad wack
NOT gangsta, chump, but i been reel
wanna shoot another scene, but i'm out of film reel
fuck...cut!
