DESCRIPTION:
Teambackpack 2014 Audition

Lyrics:
I'm Conspicuous and vicious continuously spitting these lyrics that's written to murder these critics so @#!*% your statistics I'm stacking my riches and spitting linguistics ain't got time for these @#!*% .
Complication with the rehabilitation of the dopeness of my focus.
We on a constant chase for exotic kush but we broke recession caused by Bush.
That's enough of the politics, that's just a glimpse of the consequence, when I spit this lyrical non-sense, it's too immense, your brain condense.
You can't understand or comprehend why this rap game is starting to descend, it's coming to a lyrical end
But there's still hope cause I'm still dope.
And I'm ripping beats, with minimal effort, leading my herd you can call me the shepherd
Rewind the tape and catch the punchlines
Eating good I guess it's lunch time. Roll a doobie I guess it's clutch time
Flow insane, high octane, like propane I'm gaseous
And I'm the champ cause I'm Cassius (Clay)
But I'm out of retirement you can call me Jordan, cooking these beats like I studied at
Le Cordon... Blue. Whole team coming through we on that lyricist phase and purple haze is all in my brain and lately things don't seem the same, I'm acting funny but I don't know why, excuse me while I kiss the sky.
BANG!