random lyrics

Random stuff in my head at 4 in the morning

Now yo yo, whattup yo,
time is runnin out
It's for real though, let's connect politic - ditto!
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace incarcerated scarfaces


Check these non visual ......, with tapes and a portrait
Flood the seminar, tryin to orbit this corporate
industry, but what them .......... can't see
must break through like the Wu, unexpectedly
Protect Ya Neck, my sword still remain imperial
Before I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial
We reign all year round from June to June
While ....... bite immediately if not soon
Set the lynchin, and form the execution date
As this two thousand beyond slang suffocate

I creep like a thief,
no doubt the man's swift
I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cliff
You stand stiff and got the nerve to let your man riff
[We know where to run]
And start flakin' like dandruff.
C'mon son my steelo's tight
Cause by far I'm the best producer on the mic
On the right, analytical conceptions
With precision and leave lyrical incisions.
bing!

Always sendin you down,
perpetratin what you consider a image,
to me this is, just a scrimmage
I'm feel I'm stone,
not cause I bop or wear my cap cocked
The more emotion I put into it, the harder I rock
Those who pose lyrical but really ain't true
I feel"Their time's limited, hard rocks too"

I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it cause yeah,
we were beginners in the hood as five percenters
But somethin must of got in us
cause all of us turned to sinners
Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin
Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition