theman080
11-18-06, 08:07 PM
In my rappin anthology I practice a policy
To neva make deep tracks, i aint Havoc or Prodigy
I nevered sold my soul, just solely sellin & seldom solo
Weed collaborations wit imagination develop a felon photo
Its a shame that I'm here, I let you take the reigns for a year
To save it and steer, but you just brought up the train at its rear
Burdened it wit sappy tracks wack on wax, the payment is here
Come face to face wit your fear, he's back, the mage & the seer
To put an end to desperate rappas tryin to relate to ya peers
We get it, ya heavily friendless carry the pain in your tears
**** ya song crys, its the wrong guys, bring back the style infection
Not suicidal intentions thats been recycled wild in methods
Your entirely textless when it comes to whats widely effective
Spittin that realness, leave the commercial behind for a second
And mind you the message, cuz faggots challenge but be lackin a case
I'm sharp, masterin blades you practice ballads of the sappy & fake
Yeah you tell of the skill but chill, its been embellished fa' real
I mean how can you hate, ya fake, and just jealous I'm ill
Let me steer through the tensions listen clear for tha blessins'
I wont fear for a second but dont mistake that I'm clearly intrepid
Your the pinnacle of the minimal, is that really impressive?
Mic Check, you get the message clear...
Mic Check, did it come thru fine...
Mic Check...Mic Check...
Public Service Announcement
{Do I spray at my enemies even if the evade my vicinity
Yes, you dont do **** but duplicate me incredibly
I amaze with intensity but you stray so effectively
I'm the Death MC, carry sentencing...
So don't play or be testin me}X2
Its the AIDS strain ingrained, watch it ride thru the text
Comercializing effect, dont beleive, bet you guys'll be next
First I styled inept, stayed hungry, fixed my eyes on the best
Now I'm entirely vexed, tho I'm the best, a tireless vet
I see these textcees bein manufactured like a childish set
Theres a few I still admire that bless, buts most is an original clone
Restate sunbliminal tones they know they wont be ill on they own
Got sites teachin wordplay plus the multis and flow
These *****es spit it so fake, their components is known
Fischer Price with sickened hype, they should leave it alone
Fukk it you done on a mic, warning call dont take it in vein
You rapin the game, I'll get you like you ****in my wife
Shove in a knife, twist the handle, becomes a bloody delight
Study my writes, I'll strike you like I'm hittin it foul
Sit in the crowd, watch us real rappers spit it aloud
But yo...dont fret cuz I'm back, the salary grasper
Reality shatters, paints a portrait when my gallery gathers
**** appears crystal clear, subtractin the originality factor
A point of view too and I'd be in wit the flock
That mimmics a lot, nonsensical flow scheme
But me, I'm so mean, indeed, the game needs...
[A]
Mic Check, you get the message clear
Mic Check, did it come through fine
Mic Check...Mic Check
Public Service Announcement
To neva make deep tracks, i aint Havoc or Prodigy
I nevered sold my soul, just solely sellin & seldom solo
Weed collaborations wit imagination develop a felon photo
Its a shame that I'm here, I let you take the reigns for a year
To save it and steer, but you just brought up the train at its rear
Burdened it wit sappy tracks wack on wax, the payment is here
Come face to face wit your fear, he's back, the mage & the seer
To put an end to desperate rappas tryin to relate to ya peers
We get it, ya heavily friendless carry the pain in your tears
**** ya song crys, its the wrong guys, bring back the style infection
Not suicidal intentions thats been recycled wild in methods
Your entirely textless when it comes to whats widely effective
Spittin that realness, leave the commercial behind for a second
And mind you the message, cuz faggots challenge but be lackin a case
I'm sharp, masterin blades you practice ballads of the sappy & fake
Yeah you tell of the skill but chill, its been embellished fa' real
I mean how can you hate, ya fake, and just jealous I'm ill
Let me steer through the tensions listen clear for tha blessins'
I wont fear for a second but dont mistake that I'm clearly intrepid
Your the pinnacle of the minimal, is that really impressive?
Mic Check, you get the message clear...
Mic Check, did it come thru fine...
Mic Check...Mic Check...
Public Service Announcement
{Do I spray at my enemies even if the evade my vicinity
Yes, you dont do **** but duplicate me incredibly
I amaze with intensity but you stray so effectively
I'm the Death MC, carry sentencing...
So don't play or be testin me}X2
Its the AIDS strain ingrained, watch it ride thru the text
Comercializing effect, dont beleive, bet you guys'll be next
First I styled inept, stayed hungry, fixed my eyes on the best
Now I'm entirely vexed, tho I'm the best, a tireless vet
I see these textcees bein manufactured like a childish set
Theres a few I still admire that bless, buts most is an original clone
Restate sunbliminal tones they know they wont be ill on they own
Got sites teachin wordplay plus the multis and flow
These *****es spit it so fake, their components is known
Fischer Price with sickened hype, they should leave it alone
Fukk it you done on a mic, warning call dont take it in vein
You rapin the game, I'll get you like you ****in my wife
Shove in a knife, twist the handle, becomes a bloody delight
Study my writes, I'll strike you like I'm hittin it foul
Sit in the crowd, watch us real rappers spit it aloud
But yo...dont fret cuz I'm back, the salary grasper
Reality shatters, paints a portrait when my gallery gathers
**** appears crystal clear, subtractin the originality factor
A point of view too and I'd be in wit the flock
That mimmics a lot, nonsensical flow scheme
But me, I'm so mean, indeed, the game needs...
[A]
Mic Check, you get the message clear
Mic Check, did it come through fine
Mic Check...Mic Check
Public Service Announcement