Lyrics
arty people, welcome to the gathering,
Many of you tonight have traveled for many miles
To hear the master of the art display styles and techniques
Now with this piece of steel that I hold so firmly
I conduct y’all accordingly, one time for your mind
Authentically designed and crafted by the hand of god
Autograph, camera folds, flash as I enter
A glimpse of the ninja, real they see that hurt
But these words so powerful, catch the at the show and prove
Dealing with a lost son, what they talking bout
What they talking bout, who they talking bout, ha, ha
Who they talking bout, me
Who they talking bout, you keep my mikey in mouth
Well beat so banging and base drum kicking
And melody so for strings are calling
It’s like back against the electrical fence, but I’m a winner
My mike’s like my only defense, brothers locked
Aunties that changed my pampers, or sponsors
I won’t fail the mission, with self knowledge got in me
Nothing can contain me from seeing everything is mine
Economically, nothing is given, we know steps are taken
People couldn’t see it, until it bursted to existence
Rust it start us, fuck a sleeze up my jacket
What they talking bout, who they talking bout, ha, ha
Who they talking bout, me
Who they talking bout, you keep my mikey in mouth
See this is how you rhyme gotta be young
I’m a rhymer, not a rapper, emc
Building destroyers, some overstand
But I understand that we are students to life
True divine order must be restored in order for us to live right
Y’all stay trippin like birds, words travel at the speed that I’m slappin you
Actually, as the world revolves, caliente, it’s about 100 degrees with no breeze
Can you swim 9000
Up ends press hills and mountains from the highest peak
I fear is no evil as I walk through the valley
I’m like the father at the first rally, are you listening?