Pen to Paper
So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse Let's put it to the test Like a Lord, I absorb, come back and mesh At the top of the crest Sitting, gripping my microphone, on the west Coast, on an island, making a toast Over some roast, dinner, I am a winner Combining words, entwining absurd verbs Climbing in this climate will I climb it Or am I cursed I feel as if I'm bout to burst, of this thirst Like a balloon, I'm consumed, in this verse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse Writing words on the paper, directly from my mind Drawing from experience and time Never one to cross the line, I cross the T's And dot the I's, never one to compromise Always willing to help my fellow lives Never gonna be telling any lies And when I hear cries, I open my eyes Never gonna stop writing until I die I'll be doing this if I'm 85 Then I will be wise, and when I finally die I'll have my rhyme book, and I'll be fine Right by my side, until the last second For the record, spinning faster in a circle Than a record, than record for the record I'm lowering the rations, cause I'm a captain Who's showing no compassion While flashing to the masses my passion For rapping, not relaxing music, but a thought Provoking practice, expansion to fasten or imagin Nations, no slacking, we need some traction To multiply the fraction of people Who actually have their hands clapping I'm strapped in ready to blast off and start mappin Unknown terrain, flows, prose, recorded in the cabin I'm HAL 900,000, housing So many words like Kool Keith So many flows, good grief Closing the bay doors, trapping wack rappers In no air space, this is what's happening You get wacked and, sent packing You had me laughing at your fashion While you were standing there bragging Now I'm sending you off with your tail dragging Between your legs, you ain't acting, very happy With the situation, now you're racking your brain For some verbal reaction but your mental contraption Gets flattened, by me attacking, I'm the Kraken Pulling you down, below the water So you drown, every single time that you Hear this sound So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse So, Yes, I'm fresh, pressed, blessed with finesse
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