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Sethnicity Oct 2015
I was a fiend ... before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music-orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, "yes, y'all"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab, without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To diss the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cause it's sort of, an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a Drano, volcanoes erupting
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in a code, so it can coincide
My thought's a guide
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim
Spread the word, cause I'm in
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
But back to the problem, I gotta habit
You can't solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like ******
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? Beware, it's the re-animator
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend

After 12, I'm worse than a Gremlin
Feed me hip-hop and I start trembling
The thrill of suspense is intense, you're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas or Tales From the Dark Side
By any means necessary, this is what has to be done
Make way cause here I come
My DJ cuts material
Grand imperial
It's a must that I bust any mic you hand to me
It's inherited, it runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back
If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full pack
Now I don't want to have to let off, you should have kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, step off
Ladies and gentleman, you're about to see
A pastime, hobby about to be
Taken to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm
Hype as a hypochondriac cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those that act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and I'm the remainder
So close your eyes and hold your breath
And I'mma hit ya with the blow of death
Before you go, you'll remember ya seen
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
The microphone fiend
Microphone Fiend by - Eric B & Rakim
**Rakim is a Supreme Favorite lyricist of mine and this rap is
1 of My Top 5 favorite Rhymes of All Time!**
Not to be out shined his partner in crime Eric was a mastermind at the time on the steel wheels that underline all of their tracks. Take a moment and recognize and respect the raw untamed talent that these two present.
Check the perstat
Rhyming attack
Mystery solver Kojack
Jump up
Watch you get slapped back
Welcome to my terror dome
So don't get caught roaming
Alone
Stats like Jordan Clout like Jackson
Ask any ?
They know I'm.packing
More heat than the Sahara Desert
The rap grand wizard
Rhymes chillin' as a blizzard
Ya ain't worth a single
**** ya pops should have pulled out early
Ya must been born prematurely
I can tell by the scent of ya perfume
Its the ***** in you common sense
I see you getting intense
Ya furious got ya delirious
Ya wanna be us but ya can't trust
I bust more raps than shots
In a western
classic asiatic dramatic
Cause static like Dinero
Put that on my nino
Got gangsters who hang in Fresno
Califas
Got the baddest chickas
Rukas killers to drug dealers
Who roll blackwoods and drive benzo
High dollar rolls
1000s of cnotes the black Shappiro
Keep ya marked like Zorro
One luv to my barrio
Break bricks like Mario Luigi
Who can see me?
If I'm always ghost ya Mary I'm.scary
Say my name three times
I bust more rounds than ***** Harry
Cemetery
Is where many flaks rest on try a be the Don
I'm the true reigning champion
Don't rock timbs know the ledge like rakim
I turn crowds helter skelter
Fear smelt ya
Drop the beat I can rock it
Acapella
"They'll ask how you lived without things, when you really lived your whole life without knowing they existed. Deprived some may say, but you've made it 20 years without it, and somehow you think it doesn't matter.

They don't really know you before this. That your childhood consisted of running through parking lots, visiting the same park and still finding it like new, now laters hot flamins, peach soda and hoping you'll get to grandmas house that weekend. Brain still being mocked by the Eric B and Rakim your dad always blasted on any road trip.

They've never been to Hampton street or seen the cars drive by with their bass booming harder than ever playing the trap music that invades your house and makes your window shake to the rhythm.

That's where I'm from.
And somehow we both ended up here in buenos aires. Although I never left the states, never made it to the big city. Never got there.
Where I'm from we're hood rich and this just doesn't happen.
Deprived they'll call us, but i never saw a frown even when we pinched pennies.

Mama explained "there are rich people, and those just making it." We always made it and I'm just glad mama got me here."
Take a good look into my Eyez
and journey with me beyond the wise
the universe never lies as time flies
i see the truth ever since i open up my eyes
from readin' spiritual books n now lets take a closer look
into  society i see them eyein' me cuz i see
an attack on black males masculinity?
they want us to embrace a feminine entity?
but america always been the enemy
public number one and i still pack my gun
just incase of a confrontation you dont drama cuz ima
street cat southside is where the hoods at?
we ain't sellin' out for bucks
you other suckas make like hockey sticks n pucks n get the ****
outta my way cuz i ain't down with the foul play or gay play
but im all about trigger play and watch yo body lay and decay
in the ground htown soldiers stompin' on yo killin' grounds
i see death all around envisions of gun sounds
repeatin' in my head **** i can't shake what these voices said?
im a revolutionist stay true to this i Rock like Chris
yeah im comin' for the radio *****
"Hit 'Em Up" like Pac
ridin' with the homies packin' the glocks it dont stop
im old school baby ridin' the gravy train things aint the same
these young fools ******' up the game
like face said who stole the soul? easy? believe me
white emcees aint got no business in black music
cuz they abuse it no soul behind it yall been blinded
they runnin' minstrel shows so that goes to show
times aint really change embrace with so much pain
im makin' skins manged industry deranged
not me imma stay true to the streets
born in '86 when Rakim' dropped his first classic
"Check Out My Melody"
Im tryna open ya Cerebellum G
and know we was made from the scorn of our ancestors born
in a slavery planatation farm but don't be alarm
**** a good luck charm and since i gotta strong arm take notes as i swarm
like bees makin' all the honies come to me ya see
it ain't about being a mack its about bringin' the game back
black to the hood it's understood
i got rap rhythmn and blues in my soul word? i can't be fade or played out
im goin' out like scarface and at the end of my chapter
theres goin' to be a rapture like the comin'
of the 144 thousands and ill be sippin' daiquiris on a hidden island
laughin' and smilin'
i get away like Asanti Shakur
with boats by the shore give me an encore
lyrically spiritually i spit it better than the average emcee please
don't compare me
to these new jacks spittin' wack i spit facts over fiction
im breakin' jurisdiction and the court system is wack
never workd for us blacks they say we was lazy? imagine that?
america without blacks inidians and mexicans
we built this ******* word to my great grandmother
we comin' back for the lost sons of satan we ain't hesitatin'
revolution in position only times awaits for the great stake
better have your heart sake cuz once my shells shake
somebody body gone break as I rake
up the chaos like leaves fallin' outta trees spirits guide me
and tell me what to say so **** how it comes out
runnin' yo mouth catch a gun quick click
from my index finger now you in serious **** my clique be thick
like ants runnin' on the hill we comin' to veto ya bill cant you understand
i got all eyez on me it aint no surprise as i rise
no compromise black folks wake up and
ya fools betta recognizeeee.......
Jasmin Jackson Aug 2019
Free Rakim, free Rakim
The streets of Harlem aren't gonna stop chanting that until they free him
This man is just another victim
Another victim of it
A victim of racial injustice
He didn't do anything
But get followed by down blocks and blocks in a foriegn country
And now he's the one looking at jail time
The months will be more than three
Rewind back to the days of hip hop real **** to crop
If I should drop before I awake I pray my verses take
Ya higher than rakim follow the leader believer
Of the old tradition hip hop can't be revived jived
By enough phonies can we blame ourselves
Or can we blame the record companies
Big pimpin' most folks still simping I'm rippin'
All DJs ******* up the airwaves with ******* says
They ain't saying nothing no more not even *******
No social commentary rest in peace hip hop
Cemetery see her obituary with past honoraries it varies


Feel like AZ feel only write lyrics that make ya feel
Words to heal feel what I feel this ain't a thrill
Motion reel taking ya throughout hip hops will
Still holding the principles let the steel shield
My universal paradigms dropping dimes crimes
By the industry rap judge charging ya with penalties
Ya guilty with robbery aggravated assault no jury
See y'all flexing jewelry flashing calling money
But the lines disconnected broke the disrespected
Ties with the unseen guys I spot eyes with eyes
Y'all ain't got no crown must be in the ground
Buried with her ex-lover conscious this is bonkers
We screaming war all out at ya fakes loosing weight
Used to be about slammin' doors fine shorties galore
Now ****** rolling with ****** rocking triggers
No longer about gold diggers flexing figures
I'm throwing elbows forget homies over hoes yo


Now some may get super mad envision like Chad
That's the **** C or better yet ODB baby Jesus feel me?
Rocking ya hands with no claps perhaps I'll slap
The next radio stations I see them hesitating waiting
For the next plot of hip hop still living off residuals
Income damaged the stardom stop laying Malcolm's
****** twice they lied too many times slimes
In the ice machine say they ain't out for the greens
But you'll lean out see me spit out a demons snout
Blood baths done best on Sunday round way doomsday
Always take the right away government
Proteges sways in extortion no abortions
Birthed in a collateral world just a small portion
But let's focus back on the grounds of hip hop
Tried to plant my thoughts green still a mic fiend
That rakim yearned for against the world Shakur
A Warrior forever holding the seeds of hip hop
It don't stop until the next chick gets the ***** drop
Big Virge Nov 2020
You Know...
... " The Saga Begins "...

Is A Lyrical Trip...
Rapped By... RAKIM... !!!

A TRUE Lyrical King...
But The Saga I Depict...
is FAR From... Heroic... !!!

It Seems That The Saga...
of Blacks Bringing DRAMA...
And WAR Like ARMADAS...
Hasn't Quite Found A Groove...
That TRULY is... " Cool "...

DON'T TRY IT... It's TRUE... !!!

From Those Being Captured...
By Those Known As CRACKERS...
To Those Who Make Moves...
That DEFINE Them As *****... !!!

Deceiving And Sneaking...
Because Their Brain's Leaking...
BAD MINDED Thoughts...
That FEED Holocausts...
On... AFRICAN Shores...

And Bajan' Ones Too... !!!

******* And *****...
Now WATCH Brothers Figures...

And Choose To ABUSE...
Rather Than Take In Scriptures...
That Are An ELIXIR...
INSPIRING Mixtures...
of DIFFERENT Tribes...
Finding Ways To UNITE... !!!

That DENY PETTY Fights...
And PROTECTING Whites...
Who Work To... *** IDE... ?!?

So That THEY Can RIDE HIGH...
Whilst Watching Blacks DIE... !?!

A SAGA... CONTRIVED...
That CLEARLY Survives...
When Blacks Choose To ATTACK...
Their OWN... FELLOW Blacks... ?!!!?

What The ****'s UP With THAT... !???!

IF Black People Were GRREN...
With Tattoos of The Queen...
On Their Bods' Like MONEY...

Would Blacks Live In Peace... ?
And NOT Choose To BLEACH...

THEMSELVES To See WEALTH...
And.... SPIRITUAL Health.... ?!?

My Answer Is... Well...
Black Souls LIKE To SELL...
Themselves For THAT Paper... !!!

So... Knowledge of SELF...
Seems To Be A DISCLAIMER... !!!

Peter Tosh Said It BEST...

"A Big Ol' Fat ***,
and ******* that impress,
will win man child fast !"

While Peoples'... CREATOR...
Does NOT Impress Playas'...
Whose Game LACKS Good Trainers...
So NEEDS CASTIGATORS... !!!!!!

They'd RATHER BREED NUFF...
And Leave... Single Mums...
With Daughters and Sons...
And NOTHING But ***'... !!!!!

And TOO MANY Black Studs...
KEEP RUNNING Their Gums...
About... USING GUNS... !?!?!

AS IF It Is FUN...
To See Black Blood RUN... ?!!!?

So Is This Black LOVE... ?
Or Black IGNORANCE... ?

Cos' When Police Come...
They DON'T Seem So Tough... !?!

I'm NO Longer Stunned...
By How This Stuff Runs...

Of COURSE There Are Some...
Who Are Doing GOOD STUFF...

But COME ON The Black Saga....
Now NEEDS A NEW Charter... !!!!!!

And African HEADS...
Now NEED To Be SMARTER... !!!
Than FIGHTING Each Other...
As IF We're NOT BROTHERS...
From... ONE CONTINENT... !!!

THIS Type of NONSENSE...
Is PROOF That Some Smother...
The Truth For White Heads...

From... CIVIL RIGHTS Days...
To TODAYS' New Age Slaves... !!!

From CLIPPER Type Figures...
In The... NBA...

To Those Who Get PAID...
To DAMAGE THEIR BRAIN... ?!?
Or Pull Out Their *****...
To SPLIT These White Chicks...
Who Then HIT The Beach...
To See Which Beach ****...
Makes Their CROTCH Get HOT... !!!!!

"Oh, do those words shock ?
Well there's some more that i've got !"

Because of The SAGA...
That DRAGS ON And ON... !!!

Blacks Getting... " FAME "...
For Being... " GOOD SLAVES "...

While Those Who TAKE AIM...
By USING Their BRAIN... !!!

Are Named...

" TROUBLE MAKERS "... !!!

" AGGRESSIVE, EXCESSIVE...
... And NEEDING A CAGE... !?! "

Because of THE MESSAGE...
We Choose To RELAY...

One That Says FREEDOM...
From... IMPORTED Chains... !!!

Africa THEY SAY...

CRADLED Civilisation...

So... Is That TODAY...
What's Seen In Black Nations...
Now PLAYED Like PLAYSTATION... !?!?!

XENOPHOBIC Behaviour...
Towards Their OWN Neighbour... ?!?
The Type of Behaviour...
INSTILLED By CRUSADERS... !!!

The Saga Runs DEEP...
When It Comes To Black Peeps'...

Who BLEAT Just Like Sheep...
But REALLY Are WOLVES... !!!

HUNGRY With SHARP TEETH... !!!
Who PREY On The Weak... !!!

It's MORE HUMANITY...
That Africa NEEDS...

And LOVE For THEMSELVES...
Cos' HATRED Just SWELLS...
And DOESN'T Serve Well... !!!!!!

From These FAMOUS People...
Whose Love's CLEARLY Feeble... !!!

To Blacks Who Are LETHAL...
And TRULY... Deceitful... !!!!!

YES... TRULY DECEITFUL... !!!!!

Did You SEE What I Did... ?
I Just FLIPPED The Script... !!!

I'm NO KING Or REGAL... !!!
To Me... CLAIMING Such Things...
... Makes UNEQUAL LEGAL... ?!?

Aren't We ALL... Just PEOPLE... ?!?
My Thoughts Are Now SMARTER...
So ME I'm A Farmer...
Whose Produce Leaves MARKERS...

And Thought Waves That...
..... " Harbour ".....

A Wish For Black People...
To Be A Lot CALMER...
CUT OUT The Drama..... !!!

And...
Work MORE As PARTNERS...

To UPLIFT...

..... " The SAGA ".....
The sagas that we black folks go through, can really prove to be quite something, just look at the current trend of Black, Trump & Biden Supporters, who seem to have forgotten what these men have stood for, in the past, it's just CRAZY !!!
Since i met rakim i became a microphone fiend
Been Big since i had dreams magazines
Limousine picture me getting cream
Ridiculous suckas turn suspicious
Once they see my money grow vicious
Mk ultra a beat silence the elite repeat
See my tactics could wipe a navy fleet
Smoke torpedos this is for ya pendejos
Hating only my flows check these holes
As the blood pours left ya with open pores
Ya finna soar to the skies with no floor
Floating like Casper villian master
Taster any beat i eat with no receipt
Needed multiple guns
beaming
Flashback ya back into the
future
Got ya mind to time slippin' still rippin'
Sucka emcees glide it like Cal Ripken
Sippin' the baddest sins once again
With Thick chicks from African to Puerto Ricans  
Dominican
Let's go time traveling
javeling
Fools hiding behind the
bushes
Only truces when my guns going in dueces
Extension gooses back to the Canada mooses
Yo im a bull make ya winkle as I get rocky
Jab sicker than Ali why me try me sly me
They dont wanna see the devil dance
Glance rhymes to beats greets romance
Unzip ya girls pants
make her beg for one more chance
Hit her with the dopest
stance
Cup the mic like it was a
baby
Fresh outta the womb from the tombs
Your consumed by the
blossom
To booms yo fools gotta make rooms
Gods Is back black melanin attacks
Swift as the slash of an axe
Causin' cell damaging
impact "yeahhhh"
Check the mics to beats I wrecks inspect ya decks crew digits
Dail nothing but wins comprehend against the evils of men sins
Worn on my flesh I can attest manifest the magnificent  
Chariots blazing fire reaching for desire higher than a sire
Consumed the dryer as I heat up the fryer without the pan wu tang
Back at cha once again linked with black news cannon fannin'
All fakers make graves for undertakers shake ya
With the divine degrees pedigrees got em on bended knees
Catch the sneeze of a bullets bless you yo I'm special greet you
With a soulful touch make ya double dutch to the beats shifting clutch
Not much you can do once we break out the loot giving the boots
When we walk stomp around the yards skyscrapers bombard
Towers leaning I'm intervening on ya noggin beaming dreaming
Of ways to make a pay sways
The average shinobi ya owe me
Dont play me get smoked like a Dutchie ruthless Richie
Holding the keys Harlem Knight freak hoes into the twilight  
Darkness roaming nights plight sitting on the media snipe
Buckle ya head once the snaps is read midevil bloodshed
Twist cabbage dont invoke the savage living life have less
To embrace more cannabis see yall waving ya hand to this
Rakim Eric B stylist watch me pile this face my arch nemesis
Fools kicking this tryna re up I keep the stash of coke in the cup
Soaked up my dreams in kerosene burn slow of hate in between
It seems madness loves to company gladness I stand by the grist
******* weak rhymers small timers ain't nothing more liver
Scolding lava once I mold the opposition premonitions
I held up without being held up syrup laced so I can deeply abrupt
The sounds of the corrupt snaking products swift wit da clean cuts
Yo, we living in the fast lane, money gang, 20 mags bangs,
Brain hangs, it's all the same thang, corporate, street pangs,
Flooding, the woes, again, mayne, roll up, some mary jane,
Keep my hands, ready to stang, shot gun flow, John Wayne,
You'll get jacked like Cain, menace to society lane, crane,
All my critics, til they chirping, like crickets, skillz exquisite,
Execute a Jesuit, where failure went, 7 day of sins, with no lent,
No way to circumvent,keep my pockets full, money never spent,
Break em off, an inch, no pinch, ceased, them Devils, in a *****,
Bird clench, free range, foul as Danny Ainge, death never been strange,
Draws, minds like a cut, of *******, lyrics, drain, on ya membranes,
Terrains, never speak so, simple and plane, in it for the gains,
No losses, inverted triple six crosses, lay with bosses,
Fems flexing, golden gems, hands stretched, above the rim,
Is he she or him, madness of funk, stay Dunkin, like Tim,
Bank shots, til squares rot, sick hits of defeense, Ronnie Lott,
Give it all that ive got, til im chilling at the top, wet my ****,
With the hottest girl that I spot, top notch, osh kosh ya be gosh,
See me toss, up the world, in flames, got no **** shame, aim,
At grills, cash deals, from USA to Brazil, haters better chill,
We ill will, making magic, with my Johnson, wrap plastic,
Elastic, when I touch the flows, it's a classic, Jessica Rabbit,
Stick her, like a bad habit, banshees for ya final caveat, acrobat,
Rhymes, flex on yours everytime, slippery as slime, I'm,
Only telling the truth, since I was a youth, born for the booth,
So real, you can feel, like Rakim flippin, the 1986 scale,
Quick to lay a nail, to a suckas yell, endorsements, even at Yale,
No fairytale, in case ya cant bail, yo like nas said, it ain't hard to tell,
Like a christian,
I'll make ya bail, Gotham city, joker face grins pale
Man what's the deal coming thru shining grill
Mass appeal can you feel a gangsta oh so real
Poppin' thrills verge to **** don't test the souths will
Wrecking shop it don't stop far from a slop
Making bread is my butter spread
Haters utters stutters
Cuz I be smooth peanut butter what uh no other
Can step to the mic gotsta stay tight taking flight
All day all night flows gone bite critics gotta rewrite
Cuz I'm on a mission south side still hissin' ******'
Foes mad cuz they can't break the collision precision
Made by me flossing beats easily can ya see me
Shots like Biggie I'm getting jiggy keep blunts spliffy
Hold up never fold up gotta keep lean in the cup
Sugar daddy the girls call me a clone of F-A-T
P-A-T freestyle we gotta go wild never smile
Problem child see me cruising past a thousand miles
That boy Yosef can't be touched cobra clutch
Give up the real candy coated woodgrain and steel
Feel the Texas rattle snake all the fakes pump brakes
See the rims of the fours poking rims smoking
Mad fire like when I'm blazing cherry marries higher
Than the divine rewind my lines gotta incline
Gotta come through still jamming ***** blues
Don't be on the early news Mayne we done paid our dues
Leaning on a switch can't stand a ***** who glitch
Off the scene we all about making green fiend
For the mic like rakim shake em up like hakeem
Dream.at the highest mountain found the fountain
Wonders of youth treasures spitting over the booth
Ageless man feeling cageless with the lions chest
Heart the rest keep the ak with a moon crest
Manifest o yes I'm flexing the best off the knot
Texas still making it hot flows stirring up the pots
Mayne it don't stop we gotta keep.shining
Blinding for those under-minding end up underlining
Signing ya death certificate sick with it pick it
Easy greasy slipping with so many styles hair do
Swoop right by you then dump you in the bayou
Classic fantastic rhyme fanatic who can master
A disaster to perfection selection still stretching
Nerves curves ya appetite cuz the flows ya can't bite
Ignite dynamite advance make ya eyes dance in a trance
Big as Ivan Drago punching combos **** instinct
Pyro cop those see a gem grow from my mental
Expose fake criminals maxis turn to minimals
Vibrate the set like freight trains or a jet none get next
They can't test us or out Plex us welcome to Southside Texas
We gotta multiple shottaz ranks higher than Shabba
Watch the lightening and thunder gun wonders
Make ya body colder than the tundra
The weather endeavor the witty too **** clever
Keep a bank roll.of mozzarella funky cheddar
Keep a circle of killaz like the Goodfellas
Also gotta girl badder than Shawna freaky as belldonna
Critics mad cuz they can't flex the un- tamable
Intangible suckas edible from the bullets eating
Skins clammy y'all gotta jam me can't spam me
Stay slammin' like Anfernee penny cuz she likes it the hard way
Maynnnee ?
It ain't all about diamonds or pearls
This for the lost boys and girls
Tired of playing a squirrel it's my world
I'm prince with the guitar ghetto star
Do they know who we blacks are
Part of the history ya don't hear or see
Malcolm gave the philosophy
But it cost em freedoms soul to flee
My protectors ain't through heataz
But from my mind and thoughts that greet us
I'm rap divine pure as Jesus wine
Once I walk out rocks cry out
Cuz of my holy clout no doubt haters shout
But ain't no ears hearing the
Bullshittin'
Rhymes mack harder than a smack
From Mickey Mantle triple crown
Handle cause more chaos then leakin' scandals
Don't ever chase women's with big *** in sandals
It's a money grip soon to fall into a snake pit
And get bit life's a ***** like that
That's why I use my mind as a gat
And blast through that no imaginery stats
Check the gold and platinum plaques
Feel I'm all that cuz I'm the black aristocrat
Preach like Aquantis rappers is ****
These days scared of real world play
So stay away Before these sharp liquid swords slay


Yo I paint pictures like a flashing photo
Words phenomenal you'll feel ya abdominals
Getting tight from the flows that bite
All cells my lyrical cartel cause more hell
Than an Italian mafiaso flows soothin'
As cocoa butter skin forming
Ain't no harmin' an angel of light
Braille ya sight this ain't parliament
But I'll show you flashing lights
From my gun that caught an **** delight
See the deer eyes in an excite fright
We don't play them games despise lames
That claim they got the microphone tames
You ain't Wu or Rakim so we knock em
Out the park no need for the bases loaded
We still scoring without points soaring
Catch it naw but you'll be pondering
And wondering what is Tut sponsoring
Im all about knowledge of self real wealth
Ain't in the power of money but the mentality
My third eye I treat it like luxury
Living no fear comfortably but enemies be
Drenched in sweat from indirect threats
This is gives some seventies vibes,
Some for ya mind to thrive,
Relax, inhlale,
Let ya thoughts grow parallel,
Excel,
To the universe, break out the negative scales,
Leaning,
Like the tower of pisa,
Better believe the,
Magic, aint went no where,
I paint a picture,
No brushes on a canvas,
Take a trip to the atlantis,
Dripping Isley,
Sippin' mojitos with wifey,
Next to the kids be,
More precious,
Than gold, or any metals to be sold,
The black gods, meditating gravitating,
The earth,
Spun a million miles of worth,
See the infinite girth,
Of a gem,
Now im national treasure,
Focused a trim,
Above the rim,
Voice smoother than Melvin,
Band played on,
Found right, then along came wrong,
Evil plays the same song,
Over and over,
Like lets get it on,
****** seduction, cuts without
The percussion,
To these rhymes thats bustin,
Powerful as the S.O.S band,
Understand, i got a masterplan,
Take notes from Rakim,
See them,
Haters i stay dunk en, like Tim,
Spur of the moment,
Flaunt an exponent,
See critics try to own it,
Condone it,
Slavery still we up on it,
But back to the real,
Crackles of the vinyl soufill spills,
Deep in ya mind, it appeals,
To the ya light, i'll instill,
Sunbeam rays,
Stings like the O'jays, check my radio record display,
No words to say, just look at these words, put up,
Now slowly resay,
This is a tribute to Rakim the God Emcee

Listen to the empty beats as ya move ya feet
Competition I delete no need to repeat
I'll keep rappin' til I'm covered in white sheets
Destiny is where the mic greets
And eats
Up most of your pride so better run n hide
Put ya feelings aside witness this homicide
Lyrically with so much agility the rhythm be
Rockin' and knockin' brain cells layin' spells
In form of a rap perhaps you need to take a step back
And retract to rhymes that break and make
Characters they mostly actors true factor
To the game I came with an invisible flame
Can't be touched I'm too hard to tame
Most don't know my name yea i dogded the claim to fame
been a star child since I got a taste of  the wild
Knowledge is infinite so it's hard to forget
Where i come from succumb to the earthly crumbs
Sittin' like spawn a miserable don Conned
The wicked ways of society quietly
I cogitate in this world of hate peoples fate
Are determined by how much wealth they create
You see how get you through the spirits of red blue
And White see the stars is bright only at night
As I take flight til ya mind loses sight
Once I reach an unbreathable height
You'll soul will begin to fight stuck in this plight
This game ain't real but most don't know the feel
Its all about pain through suffering and offering
Help to the lost souls that welp and how business is dealt
With only daily take another sip of Irish Creme Baily
Lately
I been looking around seen many human beings
Walking with the heads to ground out of sound
Bounded by technology break the psychology
Through mystics ology see the philosophy
Ain't really hard to see if you take step outta reality
You'll see many dimensions reveal themselves willfully
Not many
Wanna know about new birth new earth
Know a pains worth living dirt it hurts
Just to live this life through out the strife
I keep a high stride blowing til I'm glowing
Brighter than the sun I'm still holding on
As the beats keeps drumming the rhymes flows on
Yo check it black Greek mythology brace the ology no apology
And its probably me you should be worried about laid prophecies
Still playing poor Georgie refugees In my country skip the county
Quick ****** bounty masked ski times me murders done Swifty
About a buck fifty never tell on my self auto to heavys on the shelf
Top chef cooking rhymes from a deep divine seven chakra kind
**** mankind I was raised in slim amongst the world curls
Still being lifted up my cup runneth up math measures the corrupt
Johnny dangerous no longer can harm us surplus guns flush
Out ya ****** fluids wicked as a druid who could out do it
Pen sitting like a warden understate rated Batman to Gordon
Can't touch me man understand the papers is my weapon kept in
A place only for the resurrection check it it's the black Gods blessin



Shed knowledge to a title rip vocals to ya spinal side show
Peep holes of enemies souls placed up like a window
Out goes my indo extort the info like my women cocoa
****** break any scenario master mind crazy mafiaso
Tight fist swing like a blade thousand of mental grenade
I could raid Capitol Hill with mad praise dummies phased
By the wicked I clock ticket pass picket Wilson gruesome
Thy kingdom thy will be done on earth as Yosef girths
A worth **** the mirths demons still giving births exert
Hate all over the four corner spread layin lyrics to ya head
Record what I said verses invoke the darkest curses
Rakim follower legba borrower melanin quick to devour ya
Paragraph of words massacre a wordsmith master disaster
Strikes bust in rhymes 1996 hard times crime raised by design
Never judge led books stay to my head it's like bullets bred
For the birth of a new state of mind holding grind block shine
Haters of struggle muzzle ya guzzle broke from life's puzzle
Big Virge May 2020
It Seems That We’ve Now Found...
An Issue That... " SURROUNDS "... !!!

The Question I Have‘s...

... " So What’s Fake Now ? "...

Cos’ The Don Has Claimed That Without A Doubt...
That A Lot of Fake News Is Now... Around..........................

So Be Careful What You Choose To Believe As The Truth...
As This Corona Issue Is In The Publics View... !!!

Are We Supposed To Believe These Media Crews... ?
How Exactly Can We Deem Their Reports To Be True... ?!?

Nobody’s On The Streets …
With These Media Teams...
To Actually … SEE …
How Much Honesty …
Supports Their Speech... !?!

And Now Technology …
Can Create... FALLACIES...
What You Choose To Believe …
May INDEED DECEIVE... !!!

And NO I’m Not Talking …
About... “ Conspiracies “...
Cos’ Now … “Secrecy” …
Is The Issue For Me... !!!

Don’t Speak On 5G On Internet Feeds... ?!?
Or You May Be Deemed A Problem For Society...
That The Tech Police Will Now Follow CLOSELY... !?!

**** That Could Be Me …
Just Because of Poetry... !?!

Well I Hope That’s Fake News... !!!

But I’m Needing Clues...
Cos’ This Could Reach...
YES... Me And You... !!!!!!!
By This I Mean Creative Crews... !!!

Who Now... AREN'T Faking...
Now They’re QUAKING In Their Boots..... !!!

Because What’s Now True...
Is That Gigs Are Now Viewed...
Through Apps Like... " ZOOM "... !!!

No More Filled Rooms... !?!
Where Banging Tunes And Lyrics Move...
The Crowd Just Like... Ra’ Used To Do... !!!!

That’s Right RAKIM A Lyrical King...
Whose Lyrics Were Born...
From A Man Whose Thoughts...
... Spoke of MORE... !!!!!

Than Fake News Drawn...
To Confuse The Hoards of Sheople' Who...
Now Seem Confused About This New Flu...
And Corona News Coming From Newsrooms...

And TV Folk Who Are Just Bad Jokes...
When They Try To Act …
Like They Know The Facts...
About... This And That...
When They Should Just Clearly...

.... SHUT THEIR TRAPS... !!!!!

It’s All So Sad...
To See Us Now Be Pushed Around...
By News Coming Out of Certain Mouths...

Who... ACT For A Living... !!!
Which Has Me Now Thinking...

That...
When It Comes To The Claims...
That Are Being Made...

By Political CLOWNS...
About News That Comes Out...

I Just Have One Question...

“ So What’s Fake NOW ? “....
An interesting question, ESPECIALLY NOW !?!

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