Mic Check

You know we back but we kickin' raps while we spin the classics

Ain't nobody do it like us i had the pen impact em

Now I got these verses reciting curses get said like magic

Imma fuckin devil adaptin to climates ain't no violence

Matching what my evil persona desires eyes are violet

I'm the fuckin' desert personified you know byte described it

I'm just tryna say that I'm' reppin' phoenix perfecting english

Name a fuckin flow and we'll test to see if this ecstasy is

Pushin me to levels the recipe to be the best emcee is

Switching up the cadence i'm kool g rap but it's what's underneath em

Got a hint of pun and big l and you know that techuninuh

Heard em back in 2011 a lyrical weapon heated

Bumpin all 6's & 7's i was obsessed repeated

Got a fuckin feature wit hopsin you know that b.o.b shit

Am I psycho more like a mental giant technician!!

Got my headphones on my neck and i peel my best writtens

From the different layers my memory is suppressed visions

Slowly they reutrn to me psilocybin been churning things

I got a different mix of these herbs and spices i murder beats

I'm steady shittin' all over mics i'm the hershey squirt disease

The stage i'm shining bright and I'm fighting for opportunity

To be the best alive imma writer the do or die edition

Only proof i have is the fire up on the mic I'm spittin'

Never been a liar i stayed admired like bible writtens

Adapted to enviroments heavenly and the cataclysmic

I was born a sinner an angel behavior bad intentions

Gifted individual privileged but that evaporated

Life i took its punches a hook to the stomach now the fade is

Swingin' at my face i guess now you could say the doubted made it

Swingin' at my face i guess now you could say the doubted made it

Crazy since day he came out and the dream was quickly fading

Rapidly declining my state of mind i'm surprised i'm sane

It's shorter to the time when the flame will shine and pains erased

Now i'm coming to

And i'm freakin' out

Cause this place is crowded

Nowhere i can move

And my senses sadly are being clouded

Who the fuck is in here?

And what the fuck you want from me?

The shop is closing this year

So get the fuck to stepping please

Still unheard of different verbs

Depict a world of missing learners

Slowly shifting south to soothe the searing of a deeper burn

It's fire that had got you

Ain't nobody shocked you

Like to talk a lot but this ain't shit for you to bop to

Put your hands up

Because the crooked mans nuts

And i'm more than angry orphan when

Important matters buck

Time to learn a lesson

Smith and wesson like my boy had mentioned

Put em to the test and then destroy em just cause i was waiting

Patiently making a better case for your vacancy

Hating pacing the seconds to put a stop to complacents see

I was

Never one for mincing fun and cracking skulls to get her done

But now i'm here and since i'm here i might as well just shed some blood

Wack rappers

Act like lil bastards

Smash your whole class

You can kiss my ass after

Fuck what you brought to the table

It's irrelevant

Hell of an attempt at making progress off embellishments

Never be better or even similar level

To what we bringing to table each fuckin time we're together

So it's abandon ship

Forget your shit

You're better off without it

Grab it and then swim

I bet in less than 20 secs you're drowning

Rule of twos the shit in case you missed the memo passed around

It's time for you to quit we check the mics and then we fuckin pound em

It's time for you to quit we check the mics and then we fuckin pound em