2012

By MB (ENG)

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Verse 1 (Nick Layendecker)

This pagent of beauty mc's they shit drama

With clothes like dresses till the devil wears prada

We gotta, reexamine and perpatrate the enterprise

The revolution has started we got to televise

I'm brainwashing with detergent and rap sauce

And blow the crowd away now that the caps off

I ain't a rap god but, outta these phasads

There's nothing I can applaud so quit it cuz I can't nod

This shit that I jot, ink spills the legacy

Tupac and biggie in the heavens they've been testing me

And essentially the underground is settling

No gold chains and the dull brain accessories

I'm ready to burn the edge of the street

Going fast as paul walker I'm nothing that you can reach

The pastor is here to preach

The almighty savior to the game with a set of life lessons to teach

Come on

Verse 2 (Lyrisin)

Im here to break a neck its not a drug that I ain't taken yet//you like a fire drill, i won't even blink if you gonna make a threat//you after green I display a vet who know this play the best//yall must work for reebok, the way you niggas chasin checks//if we met I leave em red I'm a giant over the best//it get rocky and one swing could leave him flying over the fence//yall spit the same trap shit but yall ain't sloozin the h//playing on softball the only time you move with the base//strangers to basics raising the stakes and im making the statement//plus I'm the architect I just let yall play in the matrix//stay in your places you get booked and start sangin the namin//you playing deal or no deal, you niggas trading your cases//i struggled too long to be sloppy with my style//so the hustle moves dog now im gaudy and i'm vile//if the ratchets flashing at our show it's some thotties in the crowd//if ratchets flashin at your show, it mean i'm leaving bodies on the ground//my excellence can't be modified no precedence that could qualify//i mastered my craft, the eminence leave em mortified//tackled my past, still see my decadence being glorified//it's evident this a homicide, but i left no evidence that would compromise//i slipped the gloves on and the kill was so clean//it's like when he changed his name to a symbol, it was no prince on the scene// dog this shit is so mean we don't let shit intervene//dirty sprite 2 blastin while im sippin this lean//

Verse 3 (MB)

Im back on my grip boy, they left the boy no choice

With the heart of a warrior, i'll fight this shit back to Troy

Took my chance with some coins, through the wire to the voice

Got wiz khalifa high, now go and ask em, we dem boyz

VAs finest, word to the clipse, I been grindin

Runnin shit like V8 engines, ain't nobody ever drive him

Nobody behind em, Had to go and flip the divisors

Im an eclipse, how the hell they gonna go and outshine em?

Can't recline em, I won't sit till im on top of the highest

Kickflip off your pedestal, pedal more till my time end

Been the flyest since birth, my shit been auto pilot

Ya'll tried to fit in, to kick it, I couldn't rock your designer

I send euphoria at your brainwaves, surf em and crash em

Bring backup like a cortex, word to cerebral assassins

Im jurrasic, you got the mic, think twice when you pass it

Its 3 kings, 3 pyramids, the mayans and the palace