Spittaz

Mic check, motherfuckas

This is Black Drop spit you're like damn, that's hot
Put them straps away there's no need to let your gats pop
Unless you shooting for revolution we're seeking solutions
Before they ride with us, they'd rather roll with Putin
That's the truth, there's no disputing
I'm speaking of the roots, peculiar institutions
I serve y'all lyrical curve balls, Burt Hooten
Repping that Black Drop damn right! You're darn tootin'!, uuggh

Nurture versus natural, nature verses nurture
Stature versus virtue, don't you ever think that I won't hurt you
Work you like a laborer, unskilled no appeal
You're expendable, even when dependable
Disposable, closable, yo! re-open then recloseable
The employer pulls our strings, puppets I'm a master
Faster than disaster, just has to happen
Freedom comes to prayer when there's a mic around for rapping

You can keep the throne, I'm creeping through the ether
Seeping through these poems, label me a savior
Now they want to stick, nails through my palms
Storm and the calm, question the Psalms
Write my own scripture, paint my own picture
Picasso with lyrics, live in the rhythm
Talk to the spirits, feel my nigga Small
Applaud chaos, they can't kill us all

Yo! I'm not a Mason but I build with the grace and the ease
Of a double three and a one-third degree
So step aside let the lyrical buck shots scatter
An angry man with many hats the mad hatter
I snap pens, on paper the ink splatter
My raw chatter burns more mics than Dan Rather
I'd rather be, sitting at tables chilling and building
A million ways, collecting the shillings to raise the children

It bears no repeating in battle we ain't even
I'm way over your head leave yo' ass with brain lesions
Grab the medic forget it too late he ain't breathing
It's your demise like Good Times with James leaving
MCs get bodied I'm Bobby, Brain Heenan
Too clever, lyrically sever these lame demons
Trust me, they don't want no beef it's like they're vegan
Though I evolved deep down the same heathen

Action must be taken, dos don'ts and debtors
Efforts must be major minor efforts make the lephyr
If I'm pepper sauce majority, minority bust through numbers
Saw transforms into what I was while I was under
Saw's control the norm for culture, civility reason
Treason crime believing, thine in thou shalt be believing
To stand for none you fall for all that which that is manish
The damage divides destroys the mind destruction, his fetish

I go far beyond, longitude and latitude
I'm the breath that made Adam move
See what monkeys do! I do the opposite
Contradict what you think is sick, a moon booster
Moon walker, move awkward
Blessed to be a smooth talker, move over
Slide backwards, looking forward
To them brighter days
"Marcus darling!" watch it boomerang

These days we've got to listen to suckas who steady misrepresent us
And when we check 'em, they wonder what the fuss is
Repercussions, could prove costly when you cross me
Straight to the bucket and one, little fella get off me
Now you're stuck in a trance, with less than half of a chance
This mic it demands a sickle in my hand
So first goes your fingers, wrists, arms, and throat
File chapter 7 with lyrics and go for broke
Muthafuckas