Long Way Yet to Go

Soul style fight song, roll on, stay strong
Daylight blaze bright, tape tight, plays on
Long way yet to go, put the hammer down
Another runner under the sun, summer sound
Get your stance on, let it drop, land on
Two eyes, two ears, two feet to stand on
Let it out, get it out, sweat it out
Soundtrack cued up, ready, set, heading out

I made a mix so sick
Everybody wanna fucks with it, they be putting up with my tricks
It's a little bit of everything, I guess, really, I don't know
Genre-bending, never ending sessions with the microphone
Bebop to Doo-wop, Punk Rock to Hip-Hop
I had a new thought, we got to rip shop
And when I'm rapping there is nothing that I like more
Than spinning circles, getting wrapped up in the mic cord

Vibe of a miter saw
Righting wrongs, raw, sharp and strong as a tiger claw
Roll arc play, mix tape expertise
Cross fade live, back to the masterpiece
So you fall back, C-60s, all that
Mix tape makers, you got the callback
Dances like mirages, oasis
All y'all earbuds wonder what bass is

Rise up this song, what you wanna mix on
It's a good song, DJ puts on
Puts it on a mix tape for you all to hate
Talking bout Seed bout to germinate
I'm about to get to the rodeo and get it
First place money, yo I'ma win it
In the future the bulls are electric
It's a hat trick, rhyme styles that's sick

Soul style fight song, roll on, stay strong
Daylight blaze bright, tape tight, plays on
Long way yet to go, put the hammer down
Another runner under the sun, summer sound
Get your stance on, let it drop, land on
Two eyes, two ears, two feet to stand on
Let it out, get it out, sweat it out
Soundtrack cued up, ready, set, heading out

I got that mix, don't try to lie
You can't resist that certain style
The sentiments are something miss but you can't find me on your dial
Let me tell you something, kids, it just seems like you're in denial
I'm like ripe for the right poem
In the limelight, latte with light foam
Get your rhyme tight, right in the hype zone
You see what I'm like, something like a cyclone

Drastic, bombastic
The fans are enthusiastic
Want y'all to roll up in the spot later
I'll mix you up a tape like a Darth Vader
When the tape gets a skip in it
Got skin in it
The enemy be a friend in it
Nitology, no apology
I rocked all night, Nas follows me

No soul withheld, style unparalleled
Turntable spins like a carousel
Surface reflection undulates
Sample collage, sonic cut and paste
Or like the Zone, I roll my own
Original beats, live bass and a microphone
Beat means overcome, prevail, we just
Leave em with an echo in a trail of dust

Soul style fight song, roll on, stay strong
Daylight blaze bright, tape tight, plays on
Long way yet to go, put the hammer down
Another runner under the sun, summer sound
Get your stance on, let it drop, land on
Two eyes, two ears, two feet to stand on
Let it out, get it out, sweat it out
Soundtrack cued up, ready, set, heading out