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Peak #9,391
Peak in subgenre #5,563
Uploaded
December 11, 2007
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:16
Lyrics
Yall write raps backwards i flip the script
Kinda Like fat cap words on a different tip//2
Instead I write with a ballpoint and lick the shit
So it looks like black venom when I spit the gift//4
You’re now dealing with the Prevalent wordsmith/
write intelligent verses using elegant cursive//6
Get in your head, not like a delicate surgeon/
doing brain surgery without a medical purpose//8
If you weren’t invertebrates I might tear a disc out your back
To get your neck snappin Mic terrorist on attack//10
with a slight arrogance on the track
like I’m definitely tight and theres a slight risk that you’re wack//12
im blowin up, rap leveling blocks/
my dick is like the couch these cats never get off it//14
… I suggest you stop challenging kid/
you’re not talented Plus, you’re off balance so stop it//16
stay fresher, get paid for my efforts/
you get laid on the stretcher if my verbal blade catch ya//18
I go beyond what you learn in the scripture/
In the mix and soon to be a permanent fixture//20
Look at my idols, I’m almost on that level/
I’ve reached a place in my progression where its not ok to back pedal//22
My beats make you bang your head like black metal/
And cause swops tables to skip like flat pebbles//24
this that shit, you keep it bangin in your speakers
this that shit they say is dangerous to teach us/
fully dedicated progressin without a hesitation
this shit for every head that’s been waitin
this that shit, you keep it bangin in your speakers
this that shit they say is dangerous to teach us/
get that grip that lingers just beyond the reach of
all the cats that won’t ever be working hard enough to reach it//
1 for the struggle, the struggle to get props
2 for the moves made to get to the top//2
3 for the people when im over their brain
music above the clouds so when I spit it will drop/ like rain//4
never stop like change, when Ive caught my flame
words poppin out my head like veins//6
“on the fumes of my dreams I run this race”
struggle to keep it movin at competitive pace//8
on a regular basis with this high octane
like a freight train jumpin the tracks but tryin to stay sane//10
7th letter and brought my a-game/
gepetto in the house blow the roof off your A-frame//12
called this pointing fingers I like to place blame
my second favorite thing to do is try to break the chains// 14
so keep your hands at your sides and things will stay the same/
but you better put em up in the air if you wanna make the change//16
chorus x 1
I’m fascinated with anything if its rap related/
That’s the way I manage to make music that’s captivating//2
Pass the day watchin the acetate spin
U couldn’t stop me getting sick without a vaccination//4
When people talk it’s a rarity that I listen/
Cuz I’m way too concerned with the clarity of my diction//6
Married the friction and tension in my life
With the passion I push into every sentence that I write//8
So I’ma get respect at any point on the atlas/
Meanwhile you toys slippin on joints like a back disc//10
The blacksmith, forgin the deadliest tracklist/
Of versatile styles from my personal fire for this rap shit//12
Fuckin with me it be a long night/
Might buy your cd for 10 if you were sean but its the wrong price//14
Don’t be mad face makin’ like con rice/
I’m just advising your insecurities on mics//
Chorus x 1
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