Worlds falling apart I keep the bars spicy
that's a top priority fool bite me
serendipity so give me the pen
they feel the notes like its a Sicily Red I'm getting busy again.
why would I ever stop or slow up you demented with it
still cooking and I'm getting to the best bit listen
the skill cemented in every in sentence
the ink heavy every pen lift is like bench press
I don't stress it, muscle memory for the most part
so my Handel's a guaranteed classic like Mozart
Bach on the beat gold standard and dope bars
Yea nothing but them poisonous blow-darts
I went and put 40 on the board they say I'm over the hill
compos mentis with this copious momentum I've built
true to form you bare witness to unruly force
Yea it's Newtons law with the pen skills of a troubadour
everything's coming up Milhouse for me
album got the Champion Sound on some 2003
raised the bar something nice I been way out their reach
and up the price for anyone tryin to discount the fee
wrote this one layin in the cut on my quarantine
musing, stewin like sausage and burlotti beans
certified, super rap guy bar honoree
doctorate, bachelor of science got it lock and key
promises promises I tell them its worth the wait
sideline cheffin bout time that I fixed a plate
tell the contenders that the menus endless
a course venture packed with mains, appetizers and a palate cleanser
cork pops with clinkin and tour spots for giggin
it's more gwop thanks to my quartz clock precision
when I drop thoughts envisioned its a product of the parts
from a blank page and playing where wally with bars
It's either that or blank score thats waiting for notes
chopped sample and some drums that I can layer with quotes
should probably see a therapist to try and peer in my soul
but for now these old records keep me staying afloat
yea.....not a joke I'm still doin it
you man too busy hoppin on live tryin to Truman it
Im just perusing this a pen pushin puglist
out to get my Fushias and my Tulips before im through with this yea.