A Genuine Gentleman

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Aceyalone] It's one for the money and two for the killin' A real MC with no artificial fillin' One of the Inner City Griots is amongst you Raps Sun Tzu, perfect on the one, two Now that I think about it I'm an enigma Signifying on these rappers without a stigma I been the, all seeing eye of the storm The all hearing, ear weird, out of the norm Give the mic back, thank you for keepin' it warm You get it hot I get it deformed, that's how I was born I've been scorned in this game of lames Just because I'm different and never the samе And in fact, it's the impact never thе aim So I shotgun they brains until nothing remains I heard some say, "Yeah, he don't have what it takes." But I'm more than just a warrior who hurdles the breaks Like a mongoose on the loose lookin' for snakes My ego is never suppressed I feel great Pen pushed my life, my life pushed my pen A genuine gentlemen when the mic's plugged in Time bend, the world spin a little bit faster The wind blows past ya The mic master And I rap for somebody to listen it's a lifetime mission Worldwide conditions spent It's worth more than anything I can search for The Earth's core until the inner city turf war Dirt poor, still rise to the occasion And further more I'm a connoisseur of a war blazin' A trend they can never follow Socrates, Plato, Aristotle in a bottle And Apollo and my motto is to keep it on auto-matic They don't want no static, I'm full throttle [Chorus: Aceyalone] So fellas in the back let me know where you're at And ladies in the front let me know what you want My name is Aceyalone and I was born to mack Hell yeah I sold CD's right out of the trunk Said fellas in the back let me know where you're at Ladies in the front let me know what you want My name is Aceyalone I was born to mack And hell yeah I sold CD's right out of the trunk [Verse 2: Aceyalone] See the mind travels distances We're going through a synthesis The body is defenseless the difference is The flesh is weak and the mind's infinite Time's infinite that's why I rhyme infinite Combine sentences I find so interestin' So limitless I should've been a physicist But we all know hip hop is what the business is So I put emphasis on thoughts like a hypnotist I'm no illusionist I'm just a humanist Shine luminous all over the Milky Way Doin' this for all the people that got killed today So throw your hand up if you ever lost a loved one Keep 'em up even if you're thinkin' of one And make some noise for them boys that make 'em rhyme great And ladies rub on your titties for old time sake My mind state can make the average man spine break I signed my fate the day I tried to find breaks When I found 'em I would take 'em home and demonstrate Makin' sure they never tryin' to bogus on the tape L.A. underground, B-Boy colloso With apostles when rappers get hostile Back to die so I promise I will never lose Fair weather blues like a brother out of shoes Oooh [Chorus] [Scratching] You know, I guess music to me seems to be [?]