调：B major
Verse 1
your attention, please?
Thank you. I wrote a little rap,
I'ma do a rap for you real quick.
Check it out.
Y 'all, I'm stayin' up late,
tryin' to equate my fate
And find a reason
why the music I hate is so wack
Yet still on track for success
A million albums in the first week,
and I confess I stress envy
But I'm concerned with long term,
why you stacking up rings?
I got things that won't burn, I turn
Ten pennies to a dime that I find,
and I'm saving
Craving a house for my
spouse and for my kids
My lids blown cause it's well
known that I'm better than you
I do real rap, I can feel daft
Hitting on me from the hands
of about ten fans at my show
Cause it's all at show,
I know God got things in store
Cause before my first tour,
rap sheets on the floor
From my heart, I prayed for it
And couldn't ignore it,
so I poured it in the jam
I'm glad ten people know who I am
Excuse me, could I have
your attention?
Pardon while my jargon
reach the highest of dimension
Needless to mention,
my rhyme's sole intention
Is prevention of the flesh,
so I mesh with ascension
Alright, excuse me,
could I have your attention?
I'm dropping insight to a mic
that I'm clenchin'
Fixin' the glitchin',
hits too for flinchin'
Give it a tug,
then plug the quarter inch in
Writin' in a fashion with
a passion for MC
Lashin' it, rationin' out my metaphor
For the time, bein' straight
MCin' as my scapegoat
While I brainstorm with a raincoat
Check the paint's growth
from the Mona Lisa
Me and Solaire wrote there on the wall
In the stall of a bathroom
While you in the chatroom babbling
Tryin' to do some instant
message battlin'
I'm travelin' on this red -dawn new day
Hey, I sensei floating fists from the lion
And a tribe of Judah
when I tutor after school
Rulin' out all fake answers
Exposing truth within my sixteen stanzas
I'm taking chances,
moving with ingenuity
Proving we busy moving the crowd,
allowed to be fluently delivered
Shivered and shoved, we look great
And all done before the sun
reaches quarter to eight
Excuse me, could I have your attention?
Parted while my dog had reached
the highest of dimension
Needless to mention,
a rhyme's sole intention
is prevention of the flesh
So I mesh with ascension, alright
Excuse me, could I have your
attention?
I'm dropping in sight to a mic
that I'm clenching
Fixin' the glitchin', his tool for flinchin'
Just give it a tug,
then plug the quarter -inch in
Yes, I feel like I'm blessed because this
Mic is now involved
to be passionate with my fist
I list all reasons y 'all fall,
askin' how come?
This brother's fresher
than some talcum
Powder rappin' louder,
but we all know the outcome
He X'd out like Malcolm,
and beggin' me
to guest him see up on your next album
Man, you sound dumb, Harry Crumb,
makin' visits to correct
the problem
I'm tryin' to solve on,
but he ain't cheap,
he reap benefits when it hits home
Takin' your poem to new places,
faces now happy,
so they clap and they holla
And Harry's like, fool, where's my 250?
could I have your attention?
Haunted while my jargon
reached the highest of dimension
Needless to mention,
a rhyme's sole intention
is prevention of the flesh
So I mesh with ascension, alright
Excuse me, could I have your
attention?
I'm droppin' insight to a mic
that I'm clenchin'
Fixin' the glitchin',
it's two for flinchin'
Give it a tug, then plug the cord a -wrenchin',
hello?
Excuse me,
could I have your attention?
Pardon while my jargon
reach the highest of dimension
Need this attention, my prime sole intention
Is prevention of the flesh,
so I mesh with ascension, alright
Excuse me, could I have your attention?
Drop an insight to a mic
that I'm clenchin'
Fixin' the glitchin',
it's two for flinchin'
Give it a tug, then plug the cord a -wrenchin',
Am
alright
And a fresh sample
Only beat to rhyme over was metronome
So I roam
Searchin' for the place the track's at
and I run into Hat
At your eighth note perfection
We can get this thing cookin'
Cause I heard there was beef
Cause me and Mike is tryin' to rock it
Like Dave Justice
Ain't no crew gonna touch this
It's last heard he was there
And sure enough,
So we invite him
Grab it hot like a stallion
Squashin' the beef like
On the track that he blast
to make the track fatter for fun
and ask him to do his thing
that he rocked it
from a straight to a swing
Victory lap on a track close together
Cause we back on the map
and pull a favor from the baseline
a house that's divided
No one couldn't stand
So the plan was to come
reunited and set it off
Using juice and bread for communion
in a live family reunion
that's divided
Knew it couldn't stand so the plan
was to come reunited and set it off
in a live family reunion
It's housed in a M -piece,
I use my finger for a tool
But crews get jealous
saying we stabbed him in the back
now the swing and the bounce have left
And so we search,
but only witness it's found
It's treble clef, hold your breath
We're going to the empties,
No doubt they're driving
snare all nuts
And together be the glue, hold it down
that's divided
Knew it couldn't stand, so the plan
Was to come reunited and set it off
With some juice and bread
for communion
I'm invited to a house that's divided
Knew it couldn't stand, so the plan
was to come reunited
And set it off with some juice
and bread for communion
Em
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