Level IX

I'm still horny, your best girl she sits on it
She love the way I give her raw and I milk on it
She like a rapper, she grabs it and she spits on it
Work her hand, lips and tongue, she a freak on it
In my apex, my rhymes the latest
And I ain't new to this rap shit, I'm a vet and proud to say this
Black, White, Hispanic, Asians all appreciate this
Ain't racist, got love for the cats who wouldn't play this
Listening to me? Requirement, its the basics
I'm ever ready like the firemen from Croatia
And I ain't ready for retirement, this occupation
Gotta stay inspired, my environment, my motivation
No debating, I rock steady
My terrain, not friendly
But I stay afloat amongst many
Some rappers study my attitude and philosophies
While others giving me attitude and hypocrisy
I just wanna fulfill the prophecy
Won't stop till I become G.O.A.T, my destiny
Touch lives, make bread and share the slices
Get cheese, kill the mice and the kill the vices
Never lost it, I never did, now let me breathe
Starved my fans for boombap but I'd never leave
I pledged allegiance to my true religion
You'll never catch me sleeping, I stay consistent, you know the reason
The clock's ticking, I'm still here, that's God given
2019, still here, God given
2020 up to 2085 God willing
The future damn clear, divine blessings
They stay vexing, my discog they should respect it
They sharp shooters online, but they I'ma teach 'em a lesson
In real life, they wouldn't dare to pick a fight
They run helter skelter, they screaming Jesus Christ
Funny fact, my fucking face ain't even scary
But you wouldn't face me and say shit like you do to many
And I ain't gotta kick no battle rhyme to slaughter
Everybody will get touched including sons and daughters
Way back I was the type, who strangles with the mic cable
Take your heart and feed it to your wife and babies
But peace, love and unity is in my heart now
I survived the bullets when I got shot down
Not by the gun but by the media
They say I'm too Hip Hop, man its spiritual
Cos when I preach, teach and educate these kids man
These niggas scream MCskill you full of shit man
But if I spit a verse about hoes they think I'm hot
Too many dumb niggas in the game, you gonna stop?
What's hot? What's not? I'm not a flop
I keep germinating, boy i'm not a crop
But crop this, get a perfect picture
I'm top five dead or alive yo, the supernatural

Going in on the beat like I got a score to settle
Big up Stormatique, sick Instrumental
Heavily armed, packing heat, feel this metal
About to go off, run along, use the pedal
'Bout to blow up, ride along, stay on radar
When acapela connects to beat, snatch their medals
Attitude this cold, don't need sweaters
You worthless, you ain't Rockefellers
Ain't getting cheddar, you live a fake life
Staying hot in the spotlight, now that's the real fright
Y'all amateurs, leave you extinct like dinosaurs
Heard you checking on my catalogue
For survival skills? well, I preach that
You tryna cut a deal? You wish clown
Pish pow! Your ass getting beat down
Only way you survive is when you kiss the ring fam
Put it on the gram when you pledge allegiance
Like you put it on the gram when you buy a new sneakers
Quick reminder, you never was a soldier
Never could take shots, you never had an holster
Now its time for a rollercoaster
Early retirement, boy its over, you ain't Cyril Stober
I got a lot to remind ya, before you went viral
Who came up with the plan yo?
Who came up with your stage name? (Me)
Who taught you how to rap boy? (Me)
Cos I'm your daddy in this business
Now you wanna stab me in the back son? That's foolishness
So you all grown now, you wanna act shady
The aftermath disastrous, no Dre shit
I brought you in this game and I can take you out
I preach peace but you know what I'm all about
I'm back to it so these weapons, now I gotta use it
Take position and take shots like Patrick Ewing
My precinct, my jurisdiction
Ever try to cross it, you go missing, listen
In my prime so you can't shine
Supernatural stays hungry, yeah its lunch time
Now who's gon blame me for feeding on you punk?
Responsible for your own downfall, Jonathan Goodluck (Word)

I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (I'm on level IX)
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (The 9th chapter)
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (mine)
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine (mine)
The 9th chapter (I'm on level IX)
The supernatural
The 9th chapter (I'm on level IX)
The supernatural
The 9th chapter
This rap shit is mine

From the glorious land, I bring the boombap sound
Busy in the lab, kids busy with the body counts
And I ain't gat time for crackers on the internet
They lil' kiddies, yes, they lack intellect
Listen to music that messes with their minds
Since '99 I been way ahead of my time
Cos I studied the scholars and the OGs
The Louis Farakkhans, the Chief Rocker Busy Bees
The Herc, Bam and flash, the Kris Parkers
By '09 i was focused on the gospel
My first name is love so I preach it
Shout out to my temple fam, we on that real shit
That real hip hop, that raw boombap
When I spit it you know its way deeper than rap
You know I'm blessed, so I be spitting on the trap
Showing off my skill set, you should know i stay sharp
Now you wanna call the supernatural wack? You playing
I see 'em thugged out, in real life they slay queens
And the wicked, they defeated this year
They play the pity game, look in their eyes bro its all fear
Now its all clear, I see their fucking tactics
Put on masks but forget to get rid of the dance shoes
If you get that line, you an OG
The last Don, Pippi De Lena back in '96
Its the future, held the down mic for eons
Last true MC, out of this earth, venus
You will respect me
Gunning for that GOAT title and I'm thinking who's gon stop me?
You? Nah, You corny like your raps
On the road to be a legend I don't need a fucking map
I got the PhD, the prayers, hard work and discipline
Never forget I breathe consistency
You alive and your dumb ass ain't know the methods
To be a real cat, you gotta know the essence
The three natures of Hip Hop
I'm talking about the consciousness, the culture and the product
I am Hip Hop, I mastered this craft
Bring peace to the man, woman and child
Yo, I am Hip Hop, I reach for the stars
2018, I'm still out here kicking it live

I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine
I'm on level IX
I'm in my prime, this rap shit is mine
The 9th chapter
The supernatural
The 9th chapter
This rap shit is mine