Pure form a break from whats considered the norm
They claim its hot but what they spitten is warm
Its ashamed what they do just to get to perform
Thats why I sit back relax and flip through these poems
I sellin wippa snapper family man super rapper
run rigs around your favorite MC slash rapper
Diamond when i rock like its your girls best friend yo
I drop j**els from the closing to the intro
Dyslexic electric pimp flow with the superb
Word to reverse the curse of the nympho
Hey what y'all in fo I just wanna go home
Out wita bang, decisions, that same formula
Updated, upgraded flipped in full circle
Hazit and vintage are the new ozone & turbo
The genesis of hip-hop being brought to new dimensions
Competition is none there's no honorable mention
The joy inside is fortified the more we strive
For the truth avoid lies within our short lives
Appreciate every breath ya heard it before
But take heed when d**h is literally knockin at ya door
The way I live life is J Christ or bust
And when it's me and Him together no one's nice as us
But my manz from ‘round the way aint liken life so much
Cuz every few months a love one bites the dust
But I can see pregnant women given birth to this
A cla**ic being performed when the curtain splits
A big smile on ya face when ya purchase this
If it rocks one soul then it was worth the spit
When life hits hard this is the song to put on Given you hope like when the villain smacks da grid iron
And the unsung hero finally gets his props
In a war zone where everybody licks off shots breathe
Inspired by life desire and Christ
Wondering when these lames games retire the mic
As far as rap goes it's only natural that dey lack flow
No back bone then they trap ya soul in a capsule
The greatest to ever do it isn't dead yet
He's a local cat Mos Def told you that
Hip-hop is not ball cap or throwbacks
It's the ill emcees and the DJ's with tha dope scratch
Graf writers getting up b-boys and beats
We da reason why da whole world enjoy da streets
Take a deep breath feel life from inside out
This aint a happy song this is what life's about
Joy make you smile some time it make you cry
And pain lets you know that you still alive
As we grow old responsibilities shorten our time
Even the homeless man is still on the grind