My Perspective

Lyrics

Ok, this next question is for Beast 1333, what do you think about the current state of hip-hop? It'd be interesting, I think, to hear your perspective [Verse 1] You mumble raps yo you hot, show your ass yo you hot If you ain't talking drugs cash or liquor, yo you not Watch me roll up to the spot, with my music on blast I make timeless Hip Hop with messages built to last What about that rapping fast? (I think they're gassed) You ain't saying nothing That skill level to money ratio made's disgusting Lets kick up the discussion, discussing the ones supporting The imbeciles referring to drugs in they rap recordings Every body take a xani, everybody dropping molly When you're off of that your brain chemistry become melancholy Opposite of jolly actually so sad some people take they life Rape they wife, have them stabbing so hard that they break the knife Rest in peace to Pac and Phife, Big Punisher, L, and BIG Jam Master Jay and Scott La Rock and Dilla bless they kids Look at what they went and did, come and show me what you done Because of you there's ailing youth, that's glorifying lean and guns Taking pictures with a stack of money like a phone They want to dumb us down increasing a woman's progesterone More we breed like rabbits More customers born to buy and feed they habits Seize it grab it, obsolete the sabbath, fuck repeat inhabit Surface of this giant rock that circles in a cycle I leave these jewels behind to discover for my disciples Came up from obscurity, I ripped up my social security To properly digest what I'm saying it takes maturity [Verse 2] Release of your impurities, sonically start to purging Before reality and your phantom self get to merging Treasure pleasure splurging from the chrysallis you's emerging Attachment leads to suffering, next time you get the urging For objects or things material, reckon this worlds ethereal Much love to all the enemies that's praying for my burial I'm doing great en serio, y'all traitors can't be serious Confused they fill the blanks in, cuz I'm quiet and mysterious Ambitious and Imperious, it's like they on they period The multitude of countless styles I'm bringing forth's a myriad They whole approach is hideous wacker than your producer You are just another snake in the head of that one Medusa I'm out like a rocket booster and headed for your beheading When they draft the mumble rappers, they practice extreme vetting On drugs if they're dumb and sweating, a plus if the kids illiterate It seems they only sign lower vibratory degenerates Or feminized niggas that dress like Ellen Degeneres Giving more cuz I'm generous spoonful a pile of venomous Dosage my raps no hobby, catch bodies like Rowdy Roddy Cuz your pen game is atrocious, as craftsman your work is shoddy Attention up everybody, I really hope that you listen Want a show of hands, if you're joining me up on this mission Instruction this composition, destructive or demolition I'm an apparition, every couple years i drop some ammunition [Verse 3] Mentally theres poor nutrition, hungry minds are feeding On any made up news or propaganda that they reading On purpose its all misleading, we breeding and bleeding silently It's time to ban together, the plan is proceeding violently Fight for the right of privacy, rhyme book became an elder scroll Long gone are the days of our glory, yo man detestable Sad cuz its all preventable, painfully yes lamentable Watching up close, we done screwed up its apprehensible As people screwing others build atomic weapons people ruin Everything we get our mitts on and pursuing fixing gluing Numbers 33 like New York's Patrick Ewing practice Doing Less of all the talking please, my karma points stacking accruing Holy wordsmith intricately weave these verbal web on purpose I've resurfaced deep inside my fortress where I write my verses Intersperses, spit it no rehearses, quit it, been immersive Spit dispersive, hit it no reverses, live it, limit curses My career is speaking bout what other people won't YOU EITHER GOT SKILLS OR YOU DON'T