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Born Ruler I
08-12-2005, 01:30 PM
Soon shards and shrapnel will rip through you
Worse than claws from pterodactyls
Defeating you is mui facile
Cats seek the souls of B I G and Pac still
They act like hip hop stopped still, for real
YOU are the conduit for electrical current
YOU are the measure of what’s obsolete and current
YOU are the epitome of an intergalactic traveler
YOU are the potential for a fear tactic unraveler

I step in now, never later, perpetrator eliminator
Spiritually cloaked in all Black, I am Vader
Seems like hip hop once was labeled as a culture
Branded decaying carcass is carrion for vultures
Mass produced sculptures, with no soul imagination
So many boys wearin white dresses, vagination
Create a new word, disease of boys pickin cotton
Why we came to these shores in the first place, have you forgotten?
Y’all slaves for real, ice grill titanium steel
With a backward definition of keepin it real
Lil’ Jon’s Eastside Boyz are named Sam and Bo
So I know y’all know they are embracing Sambo
Right before your eyes forever shufflin Toms
They sellout so much, they’d even shuffle in moms
Bring her in a weave, blond, stilettos and G string,
Let a gold tooth fool smack her ass and give her bee stings

Soon shards and shrapnel will rip through you
Worse than claws from pterodactyls
Defeating you is mui facile
Cats seek the souls of B I G and Pac still
They act like hip hop stopped still, for real
YOU are the conduit for electrical current
YOU are the measure of what’s obsolete and current
YOU are the epitome of an intergalactic traveler
YOU are the potential for a fear tactic unraveler

Only have one life to live in this physical form
So I strive to be my best with a dash of decorum
Consensus, too much wackness what is witnessed
For title of MC, subject matter’s not the litmus
If you lip profess then you should get mo/less
A beatdown to the breakbeat, bring ya fake heat
Ya transparent cubic zirconium ain’t ice cold
You’re sneaky, underhanded like dice roll
Swiss cheese for these mice hoes that rat for chedda
Pissed because until the age of 8 they were bed wetters
Make sure before you spit, Listerine lyric wetter
Rhyme in your same voice, but moist to bring it better
Fresh, minty, mouthy, City of Medicine flow
Come with me, the south be where my jettison blow
Freein the beins not bein, they ceased to be
Started looking outside of self for deity

Soon shards and shrapnel will rip through you
Worse than claws from pterodactyls
Defeating you is mui facile
Cats seek the souls of B I G and Pac still
They act like hip hop stopped still, for real
YOU are the conduit for electrical current
YOU are the measure of what’s obsolete and current
YOU are the epitome of an intergalactic traveler
YOU are the potential for a fear tactic unraveler

Beautiful Brown women wearin eagles on they chest
But boys would rather rap about who’s crack’s the best
The best crack put tracks on your great grandaddy’s back
Whipped the history out of you, some you’ll never get back
So instead of walking truth, you’re stumbling fiction
I’ma spit rhymes until your children decipher my diction
You bring death to homes of mothers of children
Of fathers who are locked up, or gone, or been killed and
You wanna flaunt your millions while babies are starvin
Giving thanks when you’re the turkey fattened for the carvin
Telling our people over seas that we are niggers
A sellout testifies, professor making six figures
I’ve seen why we deaf, dumb, blind, crippled and crazy
Great grandmother had to use her nipples feedin they babies
We nurtured the beast, they rose up like yeast in batter
I won’t eat of this feast, the beast deceased and tattered