Emotional feedback, my soul is detached
Infect like a virus, you need some Z Pack
In a game of minors, I act as a G flat
Addin fuel to the fire, yes I see that
And cats still sleep despite my technique
But the irony is i'm the one countin sheep
You maggots wont listen until I catch a buzz
I'm a stay in ya system like a stack of drugs
Snort up the dope, now you out of it, Cuz
I'm the great hope, and i'm whiter than puss
I'ma start a revolution, a movement of love
Here comes the execution of the gangstas and thugs
Fuck phony rappers with they wack dialect
Throw ya album in the crapper, whatever hit eject
Better hope for your sake our paths don't intersect
Ya ass is fake, you dont have half my intellect
This ain't mafioso or gangsta shit
This is straight hiphop, can you handle it?
Preconceived notions, i'll dismantle it
This is forward motion, read the manuscript
I'm takin my skills to a new plateau
Better rhymes, better beats, better flow, already know
Haters gonna hate, but I won't deliberate
Rap Master, while detrators disinigrate
It takes the truly great to truly innovate
You rap for cheap thrills, as your skills indicate
It's like blue and red, which pill you gonna take?
One will leave you dead, the other will liberate
Time to switch gears, let your fears dissipate
After all these years, I have a clear mental state
My flow is funky, I put my peers to shame
For those who interrupt me, you gon' be in this game.
Ya ass is sweeter than Common's foes
I dispose but don't disclose cuz on my toes
I'm raw, muthafucka you a monotone
You probably only rap when ya mom not home
I'm the rap Van Gogh you just a monochrome
I ain't Yay and Jay but I get my Monster on
Shit is kinda rough when you on ya own
But i'm about to blow it up like atomic drones
This is combat rock, so duck when the shell hits
Throw the fuck up like you just had shellfish
Puffin on green like the Jets and the Celtics
I don't roll with a team, I guess that i'm selfish
I shoot laser beams, right through ya pelvis
Blaze that skunk, you a punk like The Melvins
For those that fuck me you gone need to explain
And if you interrupt me you gone be in this game
credits
from Acid Reflux,
released September 22, 2012
Produced by Sam Da Grouch for One Room Productions
The latest release from D.C. rapper Tef Wesley, featuring Grussle on production. Hard beats and tough rhymes that evoke 1990s hip-hop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2016