The 8th Wonder

Ain't no rapper out that progress With the pace I lace bass with They couldn't make space in the space lift For all the wonders in the world I left in the eighth spaceship And laid waste wit The lames dames And the games they played And became graced with Clarity Needed for me to increase the disparity Between me and cats That actually thinking that they compare to me Lack a match When it comes to packing raps with a flow But the rest of the cats surpass me When acting whack for a show This rapper dapper With a knack to snap And pack tracks with facts Rappers enact an act To attract claps plaques and stacks I don't need to act hood Or need street cred Cuz I rap facts With a knack For whacking a beat dead That's that trap rap thinking That ain't boom bap and backpack The way the cat rap You think that dooms back The way the rap traps your thinking Your whack raps is stinking And if you don't lack stats they sinking This cat rapping His background crazy Ain't another who came from the same Make tracks sound blazy Smack sound crazy I make they facts sound hazy You can tell by my rap sound My background 80's I'm ready to smack cats Supposed to be ill Embarrassing in comparison Ain't close to the skill What I spill coast My skill roast Like it's close to the grill Come get a dose of this real Properly packing vibes that's closer to Bill Ya dig