The 8th Wonder

Ain't no rapper out that progress
With the pace I lace bass with
They couldn't make space in the space lift
For all the wonders in the world
I left in the eighth spaceship
And laid waste wit
The lames dames
And the games they played
And became graced with

Clarity
Needed for me to increase the disparity
Between me and cats
That actually thinking that they compare to me
Lack a match
When it comes to packing raps with a flow
But the rest of the cats surpass me
When acting whack for a show

This rapper dapper
With a knack to snap
And pack tracks with facts
Rappers enact an act
To attract claps plaques and stacks

I don't need to act hood
Or need street cred
Cuz I rap facts
With a knack
For whacking a beat dead

That's that trap rap thinking
That ain't boom bap and backpack
The way the cat rap
You think that dooms back
The way the rap traps your thinking
Your whack raps is stinking
And if you don't lack stats they sinking

This cat rapping
His background crazy
Ain't another who came from the same
Make tracks sound blazy
Smack sound crazy
I make they facts sound hazy
You can tell by my rap sound
My background 80's

I'm ready to smack cats
Supposed to be ill
Embarrassing in comparison
Ain't close to the skill
What I spill coast
My skill roast
Like it's close to the grill
Come get a dose of this real
Properly packing vibes that's closer to Bill
Ya dig