Gift of Gab
Raw hip hop shit, rhythm and the jazz
Blues breakbeats got me flowing like caz
In a spaz when the drums attack
Feeling the frequency going through my back
Mic and mpc to give you what you need
Studying from Edan to BIG
Kick in the door waving the 44
A mic manipulator with just a key board
Going up the ladder but I'm no mc hammer
I know what Id rather doesn't matter
I'm gonna get busy, throw a set with it
I'm flexing it cause i know I'm the best of men
Preaching like Pac got a testament
Cash rules it all but I rest in it
KMD is cool for a villain in the tomb
Been bumping Cube since I was a womb
I used to love her but it's no common sense
Dilla did it best, a crew with a quest
A clan with a tang taking over your land
Ain't nothing to fuck with, better understand
2010s was a mess then we got blessed
OF to PE, now I know they need me
The slope is slippery and many have fallen
Switched the skill with
Wait my phones calling
Can I just vibe and don't hide
I don't mind what's the time
I put stink on a rhyme
Here to supply the world with gab
I'm all that and can't talk smack like that
With a plan of attack and flows that clap
I'll have your back if you know that rap
50 years strong word to the masters
I'm big news like natural disasters
Gather samples and apply the rhythm
I'm in em, take off Scott free when I kill 'em
I flip em till you recognise my mission
I'm in the kitchen, back to the fucking rhythm
Funky drummer, I'm an upbeat lover
Flip Donna summer and never stutter