Three Men - Intellectual

[Intro: [?]]

"Okay, I got this now"

[Scratches: DJ Hacksaw, Purpose]

"I let you know—

I let you know, money, I don't play"

"This is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl"

"I let you know, money" "[?]"

"The wrong motherfucker to diss"

"This is the final call for all rap" "Suckers"

"I let you know, money, I don't play"

"I'm the last head you should ever try to fuck with"

(Check me out now, check me out now, uh) "I got you locked [?]"

[Verse 1: Purpose]

Ellipses is the name (What?) Purpose [?] ether (Yeah)

These people keep on tryna bite their tongue to keep a secret

'Bout to take you somewhere you won't come back from, please be seated

I make these kids lose their mind: Bieber fever (Haha)

And I'm tryna make some big money (Yeah)

[?] the pocket make my pants look tighter than Kid Cudi's

The underdog still one sick puppy

While I'm at it [?] fuck these kids that disgust me

Put him on my stage, I bet draw a blank ([?])

Try pirate my shit, I make 'em walk the plank

My squad catch wreck, plus let's not forget

We leave these girls all exhausted like Turbo resources (Haha)

See, this is the avenue I push my passion through (Uh)

Game time, this is that slam dunk off the alley-hoop

I backed out the studio, anthrax the booth

Panic room [?] in it, I'm the truth, you can feel it, so

Let 'em place the blame on me

I never changed, still the same old me (You playin' games with me)

My crew like Adele, we roll deep

'Cause the rap game's as crooked as J. Cole's teeth (Sheesh)

Open hand strong, ready to close it back

On you, see, this is something you don't come back from

The realest, can't be silenced, the only silence you will see (Word)

Is the moment of silence for the mic that used to be, I kill it

[Verse 2: Raven]

I make sure everything remains pure

[?] boy, you press skip and pray for

Something you can pay for and I think it’s a waste, y’all

Listen to Rav’s thoughts when he’s giving you way more

Than these hacks that can’t cut up [?] chainsaw

They kick the damn bucket quick as enraged horses

Flick [?] the game [?] well, I’m skippin' to stage four

[?] 'cause this is a brainstorm

You get hit with a gale-force wind, crippled by hail [?] like bricks

[?] Blizzard like [?]

Disciplined, ain't fallin' for tricksters and 8 Balls

I'm stickin' to livin' strictly in-sync [?] natural

Givin' factual lyrics on the shit that I've tackled

Leavin' the bling and apparel to cheesy, gimmicky fellows—fuckers

Keep it deep, I don't swim in the shallows

[?] puppet strings, so toys swing from the gallows

Me? A king command slings and the arrows

And the mischievous [?] scarecrows

[?] Raven, I'll [?] battles

You won't find me behavin' like a bitch if I'm hassled, nah

The pagans from Ellipses have summoned

Like [?] goin' to Odin with the swiftness, I'm comin'

To run the beat with fuckin' heat like pigs in the summer

Sucker dreamers get tucked to sleep like kids in pyjamas, why?

[Verse 3: Prime]

Heard a dude say I was a gun

Index poised for the [?]

More like a uzi, you get much more than noise when I’m spittin'

So if you [?] on the road to success with some boys that are driven

You should probably try avoid the collision

If you still didn’t get me, disrespect me in a battle then

Crew's on some bullshit? I wave the red rag at them

Full stop, period, whatever pussy challengin'

You see it every month like Billy Madison on Channel 10

I earned a few titles and I heard a few rivals

Talkin' shit behind my back like I was conceded

But if they’ve got what I haven’t and I’m not talking talent

And that’s all I ever see, it’s only right I believe it

[?] diss me but I didn’t need it, got put on trial but I beat it

They tried to write me off but I didn’t read it

Man, I know they’ll be surprised when they see it but when the expectation's

Zero, I am gotta try to exceed it

And it ain’t like all my rhymes are elitist, I mention size of my penis

Or say I’m lookin' through the eyes of a genius

But if I say it in a line, then I mean it

So if I say "Fuck you", drop the mic, hit retire, and leave it

If I meet you, I’m probably gonna say what I think

Why break the ice when I can just go straight through the rink?

Nah, dude, don’t pay for that drink

Act like an animal and live a wild life (Wildlife) 'cause I’ma make you extinct

Yeah, Prime is the future, the reasonin' that you’re the past

See me when your daughter asked if she can have my autograph

I'ma turn her down repeatedly if you’re the father

When she questions, you can tell her sheepishly that you’re the answer

Keep telling the same story, I gotta laugh

You say you’ll always love hip-hop like you’re its bodyguard

What I’d rather do is make you talk on polygraph

[?] your story got more holes than Jason Voorhees' hockey mask

I wanna put your wrist in a Vise-Grip and then tighten [?]

[?] five fingers are diced, twisted, and sliced

Prevent you from ever gripping a mic to all your writtens are tight

Because your hand’s in no condition to write

True story, anonymous internet bitches aside

I can’t think of a time that I’ve ever been dissed in my life

I know there’s a bunch of kids that wanna piss on my hype

But they do it behind my back like they’ve been kissing my wife

Ridiculous, right? I ain't married, never been committed

Like I plead insanity and was eventually acquitted

These rappers are O.J. Simpson, people tellin' me they did it

But they never really get that vital bit of evidence to fit it

And the guilt of every one of these defendants is a given

But these coward motherfuckers too pathetic to admit it

It ain’t a verse, it’s a letter to my critics

And a medical prescription of your medicine, I drink it

[Scratches: DJ Hacksaw]