Respect The Architect (feat. Bahamadia, Ramsey Lewis, Brian Holt & DJ Scratch)

So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, as I begin to build I'm mystical, don't be deceived by the visual Visible preference is pure, patent it back to metaphors Greetin' 'em illa-del-style wild Analyze my memoirs, runnin' on 8/4, poetic, meter Soarin' way beyond I am bic pentameter, or Juvenile flam Unsyncopated soul piercin' earlobes and egos My vocals read these thoughts Am I hardcore to the grain? Lame game plain Jane MC's can't approach these I shake chumps like fleas, I hold the keys To drive you, guide you, provide you With the real joints, ahem I clear my throat of phlegm The architect, selecting the blueprints To rid the game of nuisance Sucker reducin' with the fusion Rhymes solid like cement in my musical solution Stackin' concrete flows, look out below So respect the architect So respect the architect Rhymes get all up in your grill like freckles Most MC's couldn't see me, with bifocal spectacles There's no protectin' you, with realness, I'm wreckin' you I'm beggin' you, take a look into the cypher You're dirt on my windshield, so I'm turnin' on my wipers And I can see clearly now, no other rapper is near me now And all you perpetrators, shall fear me now Never flip folklores, only realness coincide With the rhythm like I did with total wreck Respect the architect in this division Rhymes written to be hittin' like anti proton collisions Rap newest edition, bringin' the feminine in renditions In, rare form, defined as optimal for my pedigrees In skill three like three-sixty degrees as in well-rounded Leavin' the competition dumb founded For when I catch wreck, I astound So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, as I begin to build Floor to ceiling, constantly building With power to construct, towers of rap cream kid, what? Dreamin' you're lyrical, physical, mystical Your concept's mediocre, plus your way too typical withcha Corny delivery and crazy wack voice Mad corny image, that's why I give you jitters It figures, I'd have to dust you off the scene Like a wise guy, with my New York lean Lines that I supply fortify the nuclei of mind state From state to state, universal, be the orals that I create Top notch and on lock like sentry, opponents could never tempt me Samplin' my style like an Akai S-950 and still can't get with me While I spread this verbal plague like bubonic Conduction phonics like the philharmonics I make in measured melody, kids praise me like the crucifix So place Bahamadia, amongst your top ten of MC's So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, the architect So respect the architect, as I begin to build Yeah, never ending, knahmsayin? Always buildin' My home girl Bahamadia in the hidouse, yeah, yeah And of course, my man the legend, Ramsey Lewis So respect the architect, knahmsayin? One love