Level IX

I'm still horny, your best girl she sits on it She love the way I give her raw and I milk on it She like a rapper, she grabs it and she spits on it Work her hand, lips and tongue, she a freak on it In my apex, my rhymes the latest And I ain't new to this rap shit, I'm a vet and proud to say this Black, White, Hispanic, Asians all appreciate this Ain't racist, got love for the cats who wouldn't play this Listening to me? Requirement, its the basics I'm ever ready like the firemen from Croatia And I ain't ready for retirement, this occupation Gotta stay inspired, my environment, my motivation No debating, I rock steady My terrain, not friendly But I stay afloat amongst many Some rappers study my attitude and philosophies While others giving me attitude and hypocrisy I just wanna fulfill the prophecy Won't stop till I become G.O.A.T, my destiny Touch lives, make bread and share the slices Get cheese, kill the mice and the kill the vices Never lost it, I never did, now let me breathe Starved my fans for boombap but I'd never leave I pledged allegiance to my true religion You'll never catch me sleeping, I stay consistent, you know the reason The clock's ticking, I'm still here, that's God given 2019, still here, God given 2020 up to 2085 God willing The future damn clear, divine blessings They stay vexing, my discog they should respect it They sharp shooters online, but they I'ma teach 'em a lesson In real life, they wouldn't dare to pick a fight They run helter skelter, they screaming Jesus Christ Funny fact, my fucking face ain't even scary But you wouldn't face me and say shit like you do to many And I ain't gotta kick no battle rhyme to slaughter Everybody will get touched including sons and daughters Way back I was the type, who strangles with the mic cable Take your heart and feed it to your wife and babies But peace, love and unity is in my heart now I survived the bullets when I got shot down Not by the gun but by the media They say I'm too Hip Hop, man its spiritual Cos when I preach, teach and educate these kids man These niggas scream MCskill you full of shit man But if I spit a verse about hoes they think I'm hot Too many dumb niggas in the game, you gonna stop? What's hot? What's not? I'm not a flop I keep germinating, boy i'm not a crop But crop this, get a perfect picture I'm top five dead or alive yo, the supernatural Going in on the beat like I got a score to settle Big up Stormatique, sick Instrumental Heavily armed, packing heat, feel this metal About to go off, run along, use the pedal 'Bout to blow up, ride along, stay on radar When acapela connects to beat, snatch their medals Attitude this cold, don't need sweaters You worthless, you ain't Rockefellers Ain't getting cheddar, you live a fake life Staying hot in the spotlight, now that's the real fright Y'all amateurs, leave you extinct like dinosaurs Heard you checking on my catalogue For survival skills? well, I preach that You tryna cut a deal? You wish clown Pish pow! Your ass getting beat down Only way you survive is when you kiss the ring fam Put it on the gram when you pledge allegiance Like you put it on the gram when you buy a new sneakers Quick reminder, you never was a soldier Never could take shots, you never had an holster Now its time for a rollercoaster Early retirement, boy its over, you ain't Cyril Stober I got a lot to remind ya, before you went viral Who came up with the plan yo? Who came up with your stage name? (Me) Who taught you how to rap boy? (Me) Cos I'm your daddy in this business Now you wanna stab me in the back son? That's foolishness So you all grown now, you wanna act shady The aftermath disastrous, no Dre shit I brought you in this game and I can take you out I preach peace but you know what I'm all about I'm back to it so these weapons, now I gotta use it Take position and take shots like Patrick Ewing My precinct, my jurisdiction Ever try to cross it, you go missing, listen In my prime so you can't shine Supernatural stays hungry, yeah its lunch time Now who's gon blame me for feeding on you punk? Responsible for your own downfall, Jonathan Goodluck (Word) I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (I'm on level IX) I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (The 9th chapter) I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (mine) I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (mine) The 9th chapter (I'm on level IX) The supernatural The 9th chapter (I'm on level IX) The supernatural The 9th chapter This rap shit is mine From the glorious land, I bring the boombap sound Busy in the lab, kids busy with the body counts And I ain't gat time for crackers on the internet They lil' kiddies, yes, they lack intellect Listen to music that messes with their minds Since '99 I been way ahead of my time Cos I studied the scholars and the OGs The Louis Farakkhans, the Chief Rocker Busy Bees The Herc, Bam and flash, the Kris Parkers By '09 i was focused on the gospel My first name is love so I preach it Shout out to my temple fam, we on that real shit That real hip hop, that raw boombap When I spit it you know its way deeper than rap You know I'm blessed, so I be spitting on the trap Showing off my skill set, you should know i stay sharp Now you wanna call the supernatural wack? You playing I see 'em thugged out, in real life they slay queens And the wicked, they defeated this year They play the pity game, look in their eyes bro its all fear Now its all clear, I see their fucking tactics Put on masks but forget to get rid of the dance shoes If you get that line, you an OG The last Don, Pippi De Lena back in '96 Its the future, held the down mic for eons Last true MC, out of this earth, venus You will respect me Gunning for that GOAT title and I'm thinking who's gon stop me? You? Nah, You corny like your raps On the road to be a legend I don't need a fucking map I got the PhD, the prayers, hard work and discipline Never forget I breathe consistency You alive and your dumb ass ain't know the methods To be a real cat, you gotta know the essence The three natures of Hip Hop I'm talking about the consciousness, the culture and the product I am Hip Hop, I mastered this craft Bring peace to the man, woman and child Yo, I am Hip Hop, I reach for the stars 2018, I'm still out here kicking it live I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine I'm on level IX I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine The 9th chapter The supernatural The 9th chapter This rap shit is mine