Pause Tape

Lyrics

[Intro: DOOM] I wanna, I wanna, I wanna [Verse 1: DOOM] Mother, father, it's my God-given honor To eat a sucker MC like a hot sizzlin' döner Respect, deep check, dope line dialectic Dig the perspective of open minded skeptic Where your skepticals, looks don't count Better off judgin' by rhyme books in sheer amounts And work backwards from there Angle of attack on the track was like a spear through the clear air What's your status? It's Don status Reserved for those who chose to go beyond madness Kids be like "Villain, you must be out your toboggan, hoggin', it's a horror,  Eatin' MCs like there's no tomorrow" Starvin' – welcome to the club, registration We be waitin' right here, collectin' off of nations' revelations Sensations, all Latter-Day Saints Immortalized in black splattered spray paint, faints Ain't live and direct And kept his eye on the game like spy tech Mic check Villain get booted out your online school Student got straight up A's in Divine Rule Quicker than a sleight of hand, like – "Damn!" Telepathy and telekinesis, faster than Instagram See what he said, lay in his wood, get paid in a zap From the States to your estate flat – take that [Verse 2: Jneiro Jarel] Yeah – taking back my style, aiyyo, get yours I've been making beats before you wore drawers Baby diaper, having dudes do your chores Giving more than what you had in store Selling out a show and do no tours My props get weight like them B-boys I don't need your co-sign or rewards Just need that check to cash to feed my boy Da-da-da-dey, da-da-da-da-da-dey Ain't nothing else to say, can I please collect my pay? Ahem – now we talkin' J.J. on the beats, when I'm spittin' and {*hockin'*} rhymin' While I'm reclinin' – in the vocal booth,  Image with no lies, only know how to speak the truth Never compromise, keep it real, never peek at you Rolling through the jungle, glowing eyes like a kinkajou "Aye, my man, Dr. Who Dat? – on the cool, can I link with you?" Only if you really got G-O-D in your peripheral Had a talk with Yasiin 'bout the world that we livin' in Beginning to the ending, yo, I keeps it Viberian Viberian Experience until my deliverance Incognito steeze – man, I hide out in the Caribbean I'm like the ghetto Gilligan, in 'Planet of the Apes' With nothing but a radio, a mic, and a cassette – straight pause tape