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Great title track. Intense rhyme scheme placed well over a heavy distorted beat.
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You wanna be something; you wanna be a better man, You better work harder when you’re crafting your lettering. Cause there’s cats like me that don’t ever go to sleep, I write like a cheetah, I just don’t need to creep. I pounce the bounce and lift the beat, I swing my arms to move my feet, Moving my head to insure consistency, Move real strong and insist it’s me. Well who else could it be?
A very testable emcee, articulate, flip the ready-made phrase, I flew right past the unoriginal phase. I’m not saying there’s no influence, But writing is like my heightened sense. So I move in and out of the vortex, And never ever question where to go next. Sure footed, my step is always ready, Grab the mic like my girl and I always rock it steady. Of course I’m not a closer, I like things wide open,
I like to watch the eyes staring and groping. Searching high and low, trying to find the key, Thinking they’re the one to unlock the mystery. I know the truth, so I won’t let em in, The content of my mind is very unsettling. If I thought I wasn’t dope, I wouldn’t write these rhymes, I wouldn’t pen these poems. Yo I got the shit that makes ya say oh shit, Yo I got the shit that makes ya say oh shit,
Yo I got the shit that makes ya say oh shit, oh shit. Brain split back another John Gray track, Mother Brain, Mother Brain. K to the n-o-I-s-e, Thaddeus James is an ill emcee. Snares, Hooks and RhymeBooks, rhymes like what?
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