Donato - Alphabet k**er (Prod. Donato) lyrics

Intro Skit: Verse 1: Viewer discretion advised I can't, censor the rhymes My aim is clicking with minds Who crave wisdom like Mayans Bang, blowing up like sensitive mines Blessing these mics with intellect and insight So let me set this off right I am the illest I'm sick without the signs or the symptoms Hospitals timid to risk my admission Think my condition stems from my diligence Abolitionist impacting the ma**es Mentally shift em til Uncle Sam having hissy fits God damnit, reppin for my planet Young elevated bandit From the state of indiana Flows on present day atlantis Knowing every day ain't granted Make the best of what Im handed Bread and fish could change a famine I ain't never lied Manifest dreams learned not to chase em I ain't never tired Master the key, virtue of patience I got hella time Planting my seeds, working away While n***as petrified Fruits of my labor coming in fresh supply Check the extra eye Hook: I'm the alphabet k**er murder every letter A to Z Then pace the scene, stained in ink My trusty pen the only thing on me Can't evade the heat Somebody stop him fore' he slay the streets X2 Verse 2: Pushing my mental its more than just pushing pencils I put you on knowledge pushing narcotics My product been dope, please Pushing limits, no ceilings, i push the pedal, im driven Push your bu*tons then push off your television Just to tell my vision Picture my brethren winning, together existing Excelling and accepting our difference, letters I k** are foretelling of the depth of my writtens Rhetoric shifting perspectives til my legacy finished Let me go in uh, feelin myself Had this feeling myself Hip hop still got big shoes to fill might have to fill em myself Leave fillers and filters to fishier figures Affiliate me with epiphanies and filament flickers Filibusters for busters but I feel a buster with something, ammunition come in abundance Tell these chumps they don't want it, what is Rap these days besides production with mumbling Yall f**ed the game up shooting blanks I'll f** it up with some substance, bustin Hook: I'm the alphabet k**er murder every letter A to Z Then pace the scene, stained in ink My trusty pen the only thing on me Can't evade the heat Somebody stop him fore' he slay the streets Ending Skit: