Microphonist Wanderlust

Lyrics

[Intro: Rob-O] Yeah, yeah wake it up all my niggas In the cut this going to all my my Yo what I am saying wanderlust Check it out and yeah ya don't [Verse 1: Rob-O] I put feelings aside, I know who I am Hesitation wasn't part of the plan See; the R to the O-B-O, the God cipher Controversial rhyme writer who rhyme tighter Who shine brighter, make moves and manipulate Intricate vocabulary and articulate Writing shit at will while ya can't relate Instead of rushing make ya whack ass wait Rob Odindo enormous lyrical with endurance Coming with the slick performance Now check the chorus Unpredictable still so while y'all wack niggas chill (Chill) I bubble with the underground mass appeal Constantly ya know the God be beatin it up see We got it throughout new york chaotic Wild style is retarded movements like robotic Coming with the press that move product [Chorus] Wanderlust, and ya don't stop For all my niggas in the cut, yeah, yeah To all my people I trust, yeah Wanderlust Ha, that new shit Yeah, yeah, ya don't stop For all my niggas in the cut Uh, wanderlust [Verse 2] All these beats with my rhymes attached Form a new creation that y'all tryin' to catch (Catch) But check it I won't sweat it Give ya corny ass credit The God gettin athletic I am copacetic Unpredictable supreme factor super spectacular Sparklin like crystal with this style Wow ya average attempts is minimal See adrenaline pumps through the heart and Most chumps when Rob-O Time and follow through presentation Writing rhymes like ya add equations From punctuation the trumpcation I keep it fly, nigga, face it Now quote this conversation Dope rap component topple many opponents Solo microphonist yo who's next to hold this (Rob-O) Yes, yes, y'all phenomenal Next plateau, insurmountable [Chorus: Rob-O & Sample] Wanderlust, yeah, yeah, ha ha ha For all my niggas in the cut Ya don't stop To all my people in the— Listen Caught up in the who's and what, wanderlust, wanderlust Wanderlust Wanderlust Caught up in the who's and what, wanderlust, wanderlust Wanderlust Wanderlust Yeah, yeah To all MC's to get open Check it out; [Verse 3: Rob-O] Now, rappers—ask yourself same question Why I am dope in this profession? Is it because I don't front or pretend, yo? Or is it 'cause I'm that nigga, Rob Odindo? The captain of the platinum voice of top choice (Choice) From Manhattan over Japan and all points Magnificent like contrary all the hype Plain and simple it's time to grab the mic it's on (Come on) Verses a paragraph long correspond like the Quran You witnessing the discipline like Islam Steadily in aggressive excel like I expected Lyrically you're not impressive Guess who's next (Ha) it's Rob O east coast, uptown Mc'n the most, who spreadin' Mecca all around Selecting the sound I make these party people how to DJ and mix The shit j— [Chorus: Rob-O & Sample] Like that, wanderlust-lust, lust Lust, lust, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, '96, ha-ha, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Check it out, ya don't stop Yeah [Outro: Rob-O & Sample] Wanderlust, yeah, yeah Can't touch us Oh, oh, oh