Alcoholic Plagiarism
[VERSE 1]
Embrace this wisdom and witness my construction on beats
Spiritualism verbalized, containing evil's deceit
Other emcees intentions being exposed in time
Abominations when they life ain't like they say in their rhymes
If it is total depiction, opposition shows face
Mentally raping minds of people living in desperate states
Keep it tight, the things you claim in videos and on tape
Where I'm from, fronting ..
Verbal disgrace to a nation of intelligent race
Fertilization to theory, stereotypes create
Therefore will not implore my interjections word play
Play rough like project kids with new neighbors who got more stuff
Riches won't help you then, when Judgment Day is in place
Only life, a sacrifice attain salvation by grace
My words go beyond the outer boundaries of flesh
These recitals be vital to anatomic fortress
In the 6-1-5 we strive to be blameless
With benevolence as evidence
My claim to fame is righteousness
[HOOK]
Don't stop (don't) don't stop (and it won't)
And it won't stop (won't) won't stop (cause it don't)
My writing, is like a party, inviting, to see quite clearly
Proper lighting, tricky to the eye as UFO sightings
They're classified means they're glassy eyed
[VERSE 2]
I come in like visitors displaying my creations
RSVP invitations to destinations
Delegated to educate men about salvation
With installations of devastation
Arouse more emotions than Tony when touching grammar
My vocal stamina is like the gift of strength to Samson
The power's divine intertwined and mixed manifested
I'm double breasted with the plate of righteousness
Sin confessed it
With shields of faithfulness block distractions
Captured captives, illustrated, I've demonstrated
Player hated though I told you before
My style was complicated, undebated and underrated
[VERSE 3]
Bone, real smooth, coming off the head like wigs
Big are my crowds, loud to vocals
Intermingling with pockets jingling, singling out opponents
A circle, form a cypher, now I'm on it
In the mix like vanilla extract
The Hip-Hop relief like Ex-Lax
Tip top condition prop me top notch
Bounce around the beat like hop scotch
A real enhancer
A lot been changed since DC dancer
[VERSE 4]
Rewinding my tape, analyzing the moves I make
From the pocket, use my blast from the past to make your future rocket
Calm your jets buddy, Jiminy Christmas
Hand cuff my ears while restraining all my listeners
On the back half of back draft, catching wind burns
And then turn 180 degrees (that's halfway)
And like lady emcees with the high pitched voice
...
Snapple and apple pours ..
Beat biter, dope style taker
I distort your body like a New York City breaker
(Look at me, look at me, I did this to you)
Tired of being slighted by my copywriter
Adrenaline hits infinity and beyond