Intro: E Reece

Yeah, yeah

Hook: E Reece

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, come on)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, one more time)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

Verse 1: E Reece

Backpacks and hoodies, rhyme books and goodies

Empty pens concepts, broken Sims and burnt Phillies

Heated mics weed clouds, Reece bumpin loud

Upset neighbors finished product to move the crowd

Red light district, insane linguistic

Give the lyricist intertwines words like ridiculous

Remember it's hip hop at it's purest form

Grassroots level battle devils like Decepticons

Mic bruce might choose to uplift the youth

Headphones heads nod make my head throb

Needle touches wax, MCs laces track

Producer used a sample recorded and that's that

Blaze another sax sit back and relax

Feel the feeling as we maximize the highs (reduce the lows)

Verbal blows languish, cunning and distinguish

Witness how we do this black slang and broken English

Thieves just collected cassettes like crack rock and sell em on back lots

Hollywood be the backdrop

Cash crops mad props blows don't be jealous of what your man got

It's better to have than have not

Dub plates studio times to create meaning times

And ink be there, don't be late reduce the fake

To a nonoccurence, my insurance is through performance skills and my escape is from this bullshit

Yeah

Hook: E Reece

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, come on)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, one more time)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

Bridge: E Reece

Two ways, one style

One world profile

Most foul, most shady

Get it go and move it baby

We moving baby

We moving baby

We moving baby (one more time)

Verse 2: E Reece

The picture is painted perfectly Hercules poetic roles

Let it go like a light let it glow, let it flow

It goes to show hard work pays off

I like to relax and chill on my days off

Sit back with the pad and pen, he's at it again

Crafted and jolted to think exactly what's happening

Visualize, conceptualize

Ideas as wide as the wide blue sky

I like to puff live with my comrades and build on the future

A and likes be alike cuz we see a light

It's my job to entice the like with the mic device

Add flavor to your life, nutmeg without the spice

My love is supersized and I got a lot to give

Give future to your kids, be careful how you live

That's how it is, you ask his

Mic check ya'll, well here it is

Perfection is having with a starving artist

Get it move it, get it grooving

Penetrating, devastating

Music making

Never no hesitating

Never faking, God forsaking

Before you know we're elevating

Hook: E Reece

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, come on)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what, one more time)

Microphone check 1, 2 (what)

(x2)