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lyrics
Y’all fuckers about as live a dial tone
You ain’t no rapper, you’re just a clown
Better duck when a pie’s thrown
Even if you catch me when I’m stoned, I still got mad flow
That why you try to be me when I’m gone
You’re just a kid, but I’m grown
So when you hear adult rap syphoned through the mic, your mind’s blown
You might not like my tone, but don’t get flam, my man
Cause I got fam in your time zone
Tarheels are harder than limestone
I’m sharp
Keep my flows to the grindstone
Who could’ve known
And I never could’ve done it on my own
I’m tryin’ to be a milestone, not another fuckin’ 8 Mile clone
Y’all got it twisted like a cyclone
Thinking that I’m a drone, or that I’m gettin’ played like a xylophone
Better call your moms for a ride home, before you step into my zone
And get yourself run on like a Firestone
Yo, we about to take this shit to a new level
Your just stuck on a plateau
Beatin’ a dead horse with a broken hand
Another broken man
who sold his soul by the gram, for just some gold in hand
Eat ‘em up like Golden Grahams
You ain’t a soldier, man
You’re a folder
A dick holder
A quick to rollover snitch
Show’s over
And when it come to rippin’ shows, I’m a pro
You Pinocchio
Say you keep it real, but you’re a nose grower
So you’ll always be a toy
Just a little wooden boy, tryin’ to be like these ghetto Geppetto’s
who pull the strings on these pop thug
bangin’ for bezels
And got heaters full of hot slugs pressed to their temples
Can it be it was all so simple then
Sick of all these simpletons
thinkin’ that they’re killin’ shit
Think again
I’m on the brink again
I see you weakenin’
So watch the motherfuckin’ tone that you’re speakin’ in.
This dude is the Grand Father of Underground Conscious Hip Hop and he's Canadian.
Aimless Entrance (featuring Sole) is a second-favourite heart chakra shredder. bodhidharma