It’s You

Lyrics

[Verse 1] [?], cut the beat, Dialectrix get the speech Obese Back to release this, pumping the streets No one can stop it like Muhammad Ali in his peak Or Michael "MP" Peterson in '73, when it's you The ones who went and came before this The ones who paved the way to make this audience The classic LP's the States recorded It's classic as the novels of famous authors Leaving legacies behind with a hungry define It's the pioneer's influence we come to admire That fills my lungs full of air, my stomach would fire That facilitates ambition and courages desire The dedicated demonstrate I'm in tore predecessors Set forth with the listen that hits like vendettas The true trend-setters that make the pen trimmer It's those who are lead who make me want to [?] fresher [Chorus] It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you [Verse 2] I hang like budgee jumpers with up-and-comers Creating flows tight as budgee smugglers with the force of one-inch punches Plus amongst us, a new era of rap Designed to blow the scene up like terror attacks But I'm saddened to mention the small percentage that lack The try-hards, tough fronts on the level of tracks So promoter, hold [?] of unprofessional acts Even my little sister coulda spat fresher than that When you segregate your name at a sausage fest function Tryna take more chemicals than Hunter S. Thompson Insane types posting to forums like critics You need to grow a dick you immature little bitches You pull a no bluff, this ain't no card game Man, you're at your last days as we hold the bar raised I really can't wait to see your ego partake and get Crushed like a drunk driver in a car chase [Chorus] It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you [Verse 3] It's the love and the hate that pumps through my veins It's the ones I embrace, it's the struggles I face The buzz from the stage, the ruckus display The rhymes for the mic that come from this page Best believe it's the faithfuls, my demons, my angels The cause of the craziness the reason I'm stable Authenticity and cheap imitations Lies and the truth that I read in the papers Documentation that breeds inspiration to cop me boom bap to the beat generation Schizophrenic leather on our global charts Dictating dollar signs on your code of arms Those who stand for what they believe like Joan of Ark Those who sit for what they believe like Rosa Parks It's the cons, it's the pros, it's my friends, it's my foes It's the world that I know that'll weave into my flows [Chorus] It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you You're the one who puts the mic in my hand You're the reason for the edge and hype to the jam From my thoughts to the pad, from the pad to the lab From the lab to the store for the people to grab It's you