Open Mic: Deeper Than Rap

....the truth is far more sinister  

Simplicity is beauty, what’s a special effect?

My catalogue of realness might be better than sex

Sonically so intricate it Beretta-ed the rest

In honour of my syndicate that reps to the death

Not used to iTunes, just cassettes in the decks

Manually inserted, just press or eject

When collabos meant crack, but that recipe left

The magnetic chemistry ‘tween Redman and Meth

Nigga, pause for what? You are hetero, yes? 

This the ghetto’s finesse the execs can’t suppress

Phonetically impaired but that’s the essence of ‘def’

Many levels ahead of the incredibly blessed

But check out this mess…of dudes over producing 

When the older producers impressed us with less

Yeah, y’all don’t write, never edited text 

Digesting my thoughts kept my excrements fresh

And that’s that shit that I will never regret…

Composing- these arrangements too epic to test

Unorthodox approach to threatening vets?

No, not to Chain, he couldn’t F with the best 

If he wasn’t trained to be death in the flesh 

Too creative for filler that’s injected to stretch

Replacing you killers while protecting my neck

‘cause after success the treachery’s next

Longevity’s assassin with a S on its chest

Fatal to friendships; it’s inequity’s pet

And that’s when u find out that checkers ain’t chess

….dumbfounded!! 

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