Barred Exam

Lyrics, production, recording and mixing all done by me. just some bars As long as my ride or die got me in her top 5 Never sweat another rye 5ths plead I won't comply This MC would seek synergy Yet few can measure to validity Of course you'll remember Don't blame the biters A true mc attracts mimicry Yet when they try to spit my lines They learn my rhymes rip jaws They should've stayed pushing my rickshaw Lick the balls As slick rick composed After one bar You'll know bring me for the rituals Never flip for the cause Not everyone can stand in my synagogue Bar for bar ain't up to par Beyond raw I cause shakes in a martyr Never can withstand the quakes of God’s plan No northern owl could ride the currents I produce Any pot holes in my lawn tell em better do like Perdue MLA citation better not be loose Never be squeezed for juice Even as a recluse Cut piano strings Test me to push for a key Tactics tantric roll rampart Trying to find if I was defined as Astro or atlas Man is malice Taught to never break the callus But erupt in your palace. No of you worth the rent in my temple beyond your goal level The synagogue law Bans your simple plans With an outreaches hand My Monastery Truth seen scary Parries if you ain’t ready Results may vary Walking talking cathedral Aiming to poke a peak Sight higher than an eagle Many gossip and peek Ignoring as I’m reading Hebrews Sought Sanctuary So help others that do too Know they sought to tear me Pierce and bury me Bastarded how they air me But I know who carry I am the Church Gargoyle perched Goliath I while Hudson to my ear and right hand to Brooklyn Never shooken The Alter never faultier They plot to wrap my larynx with the haulter Or have me jump from the Rock of Gibraltar Same tribe as Geronimo My honor flow like the blood Prayer in pilgrimage till Shrine of divine made though the flesh Exemplify the rectified Excellent in the masters' eyes I’m leagues above these teens Too concerned with material things Vanity and coping in skinny jeans Instead of skill to be pristine Forever be seen with the eye speaking “you don’t wanna tango with me” I walk a different gravity You couldn’t tell me God doesn’t speak to me The easel combat past defeated evils Easily Proclaim deeper I’m Not the run of the mill Wait I mean my Apache grandmother worked the mines So I ain’t letting the mil run me I rather run the mil down till they admit the uranium killed my people and they always knew it was never safe We too many leagues apart to grasp now let me tend to my grapes This AZ sun beat replenish and banish me Cause my melanin to gleam but can stroke My mind out more than I’m already gone. So while you all spit abcs I'm DEF like the right side of the plane Rook or King I ain't impressed with your Heinz lines I get it you said ketchup in time But catch up in time Because that's not Raw any More More Yes I will be kicking in your door door Incase you didn't know Rip Sean P With styles and styles I kick You can't cure this sick But if you wanna stand behind those who don't have any rhymes Just hiding behind beats Then...stand over there While I've been studying saffirr Fan of hobo & heiro So you need three eyes to see me wise Remember the days of pbs zoom zoom You might recognize me I was always the illest in the room Even before I emerged out the cocoon Called a bafoon Spitting straight doom As if dumile hired Imma be an MC till KRS retire Never stress the fire Even your white girl say I spit so neaty Man Tell the waiter I need my ziti cheesy Flow so dope but dudes looking at me crazy As if I was speaking graffiti Ain't granting no wishes I not your genie Or puppet, but my rhyming you'll love it And to those rappers gentrifying an art Like they gentrify my hood I'll make sure to tear down your crib But this time for good! As long as my ride or die got me in her top 5 Never sweat another rye 5ths plead I won't comply