Dust Off

Spin the record one more time I need to repeat it It's been a decade, and I'd never had more of a reason Well-grounded, but my hands been punchin' the ceiling I'm on my breakthrough grind and ain't nothing appealing Been so worried bout time, that you fuck up the timing I quit the bullshit, and went and got buck with the rhyming I break it down real simple like water and ramen And so effective when I show up and kill em' with kindness Been sharpening my blade on the anvil Runnin' up these numbers like an anthill Dust off the game, like you blowing in the cartridge Retrospect, my high score bring the carnage I'm too sick with the flow Check the symptoms Blood cells workin like a army of minions You can hear virus speaking in my lungs Sick with my tone Still slick with the tongue I feel one with my body and soul Let the audience know I'm on an obvious roll, Do a show, hit the lobby, and go Made a couple coo songs, now the world wants more I'm out the box like the music out the juke It's going down like the trash in the Shute I punch the clock, like good morning alarm Who woulda thought that we'd take it this far Look I'm still here like classism, my blast given Got mad rhythm Spit mad venom My glass fillin' You probably couldn't amass all of this gas in it Stuck in the past and you swinging in the last inning I pitch you love, and for me, I'm in my bag living Navigating thru those who pose a bad ending There's no pretending to the powers that be It's in my DNA and now I'm ILL as can be