Put tension to ya tendons, rip ligaments/
burn brain cells to kill ya comprehension/
paralyze eye vsion so you could see me killin/
the villain, slap ya eardrums and tell ya to listen/
niggas try to bite my shit caught a stomach virus/
i will dead ya career in a shower, no miley cyrus/
dont affect me the slightest, im a titan/
got the cleanest touch to the surface like the midas/
save the sweet friuty flow for the mariott/
call me steven(stephen) the king how i come wit scary plots/
i make ya topple like a popped cap of a bottle/
faggots even judging you like america's next top model/
everybody's on atlanta, on the attention it get/
mainly because of '96, when they had the olympics/
only if my talent was big, the population would up rush/
cause my state of mind got god-like rhymes, call it olympus/ Added (10/Dec/10, 8:57 PM)
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sickness all over just spreading this plauge-/
of disrespecting, artists not caring abuout wat they said-/
on a track, claiming to spill guts out, but fack is wat bled/
not knowing they ledge, just like what rakim said/
many people wit alot of cash, still seem to beg/
well thats aleast what i see on suburban streets/
gangstas here think the cops are hot but reall cold sleet/
to the cops the cliques are wannabes, just veggies to beef/
on a tight rope of life, the everyday rush aint steady/
frustration is brought up when i see cats ahead of me/
even without the respect, i still seem to learn/
without the easy funds, i still have the erge to earn/
i still remember my mother hugs, love gripping firm/
still thinking staight roads,but i feel a need to turn-/
to the old self i once was, to feel nostalgic/
to reminicse on my fun, even though i was childish/
in the from seat of life, trying to sterr ya career/
the opinion of ya peers all life, being ya fears/
people ask about my vision, i cant see clear/
if i never got to meet my uncle, who lives near/
in the same city, i hope i steer, havent seen him in years/
the troubles to jeer, the positive i got to cheer/
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old rap
silence is golden, but platinum is me talking/
cripple blood so he could get shot for crip walking/
niggas go to the dentist for grills, and call it flossin/
cats who were found in that, man we lost them/
ya kings better get on all fours, cause we bossin/
my crew rock more green than the sports teams in boston/
which means we have more money than you/
used ya rap sheet and throw em out, ya plans were through/(threw)
wrodplay and clever punchlines are encoded in my DNA/
been spitting since i was a embryo, now look at wat my parents made/
it is true about wat they say about being better by age/
im ahead of my time like spring, not one hour, 100 ages/
face my wrath, longer rap sheet than a psycho path/
everybody in the rap game wanna first, knowin they aint gonna last/
my mass attack could make the whole digital era about to crash/
funny niggas end up dead serious, thats when i wanna laugh/
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old ones
can count how many passed out when my raps were passed out/
have ya ear infected when the rhythym blow and the crowd shout/
choke lyricist jaws out like they was chillin with glass mouths/
we dont mix like oil n water like the explosion down south/
already won in the first round, this is a huge blow out/
i should just hold on to my rhymes and have the clock run out/
everybody be duckin when they see i have the pen out/
genade flow explode turnin careers into light shows/
turn in emcees bedtimes stories into prayers of tomorrow/
one pen stroke could sabatoge rhyme books and delete qoutes/
and get these hooks and lines tangled and left strangled/
cause they all cant fight off my heavyweight hittin all angles/
i threatened you wit my soundtrack pics wit artillery equipped/
drunk wit guiness records of delivery, tastin like champagne sips/
dudes wanna prejudge but when i spit they plead the fifth/
so let me kick simple advice to my peers and novice/
i could be the next great poet if you didnt notice/
i could still be cypherin on the corner or blow up in showbiz/
but just know this kids, i still have a long road ahead of me/
i just broken my records wit bars, yall should've arrested me/
I have put emcees 6 feet with my 16's/
kept getting at them till im no longer on my two feet/
im like philosipher, im philosiphying to defeat/
coming with in my range, you know you on thin sleet/
takin you to that rakim, so check the technique/
still writing love notes for yo girl, how sweet/
wait till until she hears me, she gon be thinkin twice/
she will be too engolfed within the hype/
im the true balance, the great rhymes and the platinum brag/
im the ego of the true G.O.A.T., without the faggot swag/
im the private fly jet flights, without the jet lag/
i could even be the superstar presented in every mag/
or that success story, from black mags to all the cars i have/
or 10 dollars a demo tape to all the platinum plaques/
never wanna get ot a point when i "used to have stacks"/
then regreting looking back, i never wanna see that/
let the students learn from the teacher, flow polluted wit ether/
headaches with think music, sickness contagious wit fevers/
rap so hard, my delivery turn into a tornado, call rap fema/
god on a microphone, speaking to the fans and non believers/
battle gladiator in my coliseum, controlling like ceasar/
emcees rep they city and get exiled, enxtincted reptiles/
they say they hot, well hat garbage eventually mild/
gettin ate like chow, along with rest of the pile/
some of yall claim the champ, claim game, name not on the map/
run laps around these squares, makin some lyrical rounds clap/
dope hip hop is back, its time to relapse, dancers take a nap/
its so raw you could just od next thing you collapse or perhaps-/
write some notes down, retire or make better raps/
this down to earth attitude can take you to latitudes quick/
im rude but shrewd, mic get ripped from ya like taylor swift/
my exclusive rhyme clips take you higher than excessive piffs/
burnin thorugh ya skulls wit words, call it an acid trip/
you think this the end dude, i didnt start to fuss yet/
flip words and schemes, im not gonna change the subject/
is somehting you gotta accpt, fuck internet rap, no rejects/
