My poems will punish your people while I’m up at the podium Pharaohs folding em, like washed clothes again Im a vulture when the flow go choke your kin Broke, I leave most of them, slow, I keep my motionin Eye on the prize I silence the wise, my lyrics make a scientist cry Making a secret society expose their purpose Making em unleash info and explode in my surface Im taking my time to birth this, rap entity earthless Its show time, theres no time, be ready when the curtain split Im hurtin shit, too powerful for painkillers On the concrete jungle we walk like trained guerillas Untamed, and my niggas is Kane, Kool G, Rakim, combined into one frame We like the new mecca of immaculate rappers Vinnie Paz, call the goons, now we back with the clappers - #Planetary
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 05:58:13 +0000