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Say what you want but show me truth
I'm sorry for the hurt I caused you
Where did that little shithead go
Sick of kicking cans down the road
I have seen them floating
I have watched them dance
They signed their name in his book
I heard the acolytes all chant
I have seen them floating
Tangled up in plants
They beckoned me towards them
Thought I'd give it a chance

This here's a syzygy
The sun, the moon, the earth
Harness their energy through me
The only rhythmic poet speaking peace
While everybody else is pleading for control
Willing to trade souls for a microwave shot
Gone in 60 seconds
But see Authentic has been beckoned
By the One and Only
Big Homie from Upstairs
To grab his rod and staff
And split split hairs
Of all these whining spirits on His behalf
Yeah, I know they mad
These are the thoughts of a Brooklynite
Battling behemoths
Who's going from helmets to Hollywood just by being
This A-U-T-H-E-N-T-I-C-M-A-N from NYC
Who got his folks yelling OMG, he's done it again
Littering souls on a page with the strike of a pen
With such ease
A Bachelor not worried 'bout degrees or pedagogies
Just focus on the way the heart beats for a
Renegade, someone who can't fit into the mold
'Cause they ain't made the same
Whose thoughts is different so much so
They're told they left the faith
'Cause in reality they're just an agent of change
Who are we to say that they a renegade
Someone who can't fit into the mold
'Cause they ain't made the same
Whose thoughts is different so much so
They're told they left the faith
When in reality they're just an agent of change
Who are we to say that they
A hot day, serving up O's like Harry Belafonte
Calypso vibes mis letras son picante
My crew contains of motley individuals who
Live in lyrical pockets
Crossing off everything on the docket
I be that prophet
Comprised of all composite truths you heard and seen
I set the mode for these comedian Joes to follow
Really by that I mean
They gotta be deranged and a little strange
To follow this here stream
My mama said God's favor ain't fair
But child is fabulous
The way he just gives and gives
These gifts that he entrusts
To this mortal man
Hoping and praying that he don't mess up
And plant the mustard seed
'Cause the faith is victorious
A broken vessel wrestling things that he can't touch
With these mangled digits fidgeting trying to open up
So these cracked palms can feel the balm of better days
And the presence and relevance stays
For a renegade, someone who can't fit into the mold
'Cause they ain't made the same
Whose thoughts is different so much so
They're told they left the faith
'Cause in reality they're just an agent of change
Who are we to say that they a renegade
Someone who can't fit into the mold
'Cause they ain't made the same
Whose thoughts is different so much so
They're told they left the faith
When in reality they're just an agent of change
Who are we to say that they a renegade

I’m a dragon breathing sounds whilst breeding nouns
I want you to know my name in this game but I’m underground
Gravity won’t stop me from being found
I’m so profound, the pros found me now I’m so confound

Those are pros and cons life’s full of opposites
Composites atoms building things that matter
And for that matter
I’m a god emcee preaching Bible verses biblically

Physically, spiritually, mentally speaking
The trinity has grown so odd my third eye been tweaking
I been seeking healing from a higher being
So I meditate with MJ everyday she’s my Billie Jean giving me that spiritual healing

Feelings, you cannot explain but only feel it with your brain
I contain all my dreams in a box full of thoughts with my faults and my pain
Nigga I’m insane, you cannot tame me
I’m a beast and my music is the beauty that defines me

Uh, legendary indeed I’m all you need
I dug deep just so I could plant my seed
Widows peak, I’m the greatest I don’t have to prove a point
Skeletons skeptical bout the strength of any joint

I anoint, I anoint, with this canvas that I paint with words
Sharper than the word words but with s at the front now I seem too absurd
So I pierce thru your eardrums
Coz niggas toast by the time this verse is done, you’ll be lookin like breadcrumbs

It's the young Nastradamus, you know what time it is
Bringing it to your mental, you can do the analysis
Who's that nigga whose bringing innovation into this?

(Explique, hablas de más ca' vez que te machacas el tabique, yeah)

Hermano siéntate que te lo explique

Hablas de más ca' vez que te machacas el tabique

Esas meteduras de pata no puedes arreglarlas con tippex

Por mucho que en el polo lleves a un caballo practicando cricket

No sé quien es Expósito, imagínate Aron Piper

La élite en el rap soy yo, no hay quien lo replique

Cambian de ruta, según la plata que les salpique

Yo soy el dueño de esas putas, llámame meñique

Tu estás pegao' pero de torpe, no hay quien cuantifique

Cuanta paz mental va a darme el cielo cuando claudiques

El Easy serio ha vuelto hago un turulo con tu ticket

Y me soplo una fleca encima del techo de tu New Beatle

Llama a tu combo, diles que te resuciten

Después de esto no hay manteca que te sobreexcite

Aquí en mi tierra cuando te echan no te readmiten

Como a Nathy en Argentina, si es de Málaga dimite

Wacho, tengo empacho de que inviten

Me pagan hasta mis muchachos en el convite

Yo solo pago lujos que esta vida me permite

Como partirte los dientes y costearte el composite

(Estás contento ¿no? Esto es lo que te gusta a ti ¿no?

No iba a beber y estoy aquí to' ciego liao')

Og Tote si entro escucho un po po po

No es Navidad ni es Santa pero se oye un oh oh oh

Mi perfil en redes o en la calle low low low

Y to' los días las ratas piden cosas bro bro bro

Serás grande si te tira alguien decian tos'

Pero imagina cuando el que me tira está usando el estilo que he inventao' yo

Lo tiro tonto en 2004 hice skills

Debería llevaros ataos' como perros aunque sois cerdos for real

Nada nuevo tos' dormidos conmigo desde que empecé

La envidia se esconde tras los halagos asi que cuidao con quien te los dé

Crédito, credenciales, no se que más hacer

El juego me aburre mucho como Larry cuando Magic Johnson se fue

Tendría que estar en un puto barco con mi nombre no lo ves

En vez de eso estoy volando en un avión de Ryanair

Escuchas esto con mi hermano de sangre Easy-s

Después de esto ha subio' 5k mi chaché

He cantao' en dos siglos brother como Plant o McCartney

En mi quinta el que entraba dentro no estaba hablando de playlist

Píllame en el Sonic Blas o en el Resurrection Fest

Viendo a las bandas que tu no escuchas aunque lleves en tu shirt

Odiar esta en tu ser si tu herida no ha cerrao'

Pero solo aprenderás a amar en la vida con profesor privao'

(No tengo, no tengo un Grammy pa' hacerlo pero hemos puesto un cartel que pone "rap Español")