PUBLISHED: Sep 26, 2012
DESCRIPTION:
First attempt with something of this caliber. Hope its enjoyed.
Also, lyrics are posted below.
Lyrics:
Just let me inform you
that this shit ain't recess
y'all have fun with your silly games
I'ma be banging it with the best
Track slapped verbal hockey stick
whack players don't make me puck a bitch
Tired of all these stuck up tricks
flapping mediocre lips
I've died to line these thoughts
I've lived, and dined on lesser
voice-boxes, and grind to a higher
precipice, to rain fire on these
messed-up kids
thinkin a hot spit is about some rims
and idolize Gucci salesmen raps
I'll take your Gucci and flame it fast
I'm volcanic. Y'all just spitting ash
So far ahead, I'm already history
they're repping my vocal ministry
trying to keep the pace, just wait till I
trace my steps then its come to past
up on yah, credit to my verbal slaughter
gimme rhymes or death, I'll die a martyr
bless my rest with peace or damn my grave
for not
Trying harder, till my status is "sun",
my stars are hotter, little Icarus
fly back to father, your wings are dust
You aim too high, we shine too much
Dubbs, M.D, N-Depth
fittin to reach the peak first
you may want a head-start
if you ain't done your research, you better