These Beats

I keep it frosty
It's time to relive the prophesy
Everything will fade
But the groove bass and the melody
This beat's a felony of sound
Or so they kept telling me
But all I gotta do to win
Is channel Rakim, and now I'm him

And I can make your head
Explode with the energy
You don't wanna wrest with me
The graveyards are full of those who messed with me
I can fasten these to a rhapsody
If has to be a hit make 'em words fit
Lit like a wordsmith split

The infinitive rhymes ring definitive
Your groove's derivative
Mine dug the riverbeds
Anything at all can happen
When I get down into the rat pen
You think you rap but you're wappin'
I'll rip your best bid like satin

The DJ he lied to you
It's insane how this makes you move
I'll maintain while you catch the groove
Wanna be me? eat your vegetables

These beats run in my blood
Your mean streets don't make the cut
Your best flows drown in the flood
Of these beats that run in my blood

This feeds on the excess
Of an extra-dimensional nexus
There's a way to explain and connect this
But you can't delay what the effect is

Makes you ring a ling high
Makes you swing your ba-ding low
We all have a thing to get by
And mine is to fiend a microphone

After your pass this crucible
Nothing will seem impossible
Remote controlled drone strikes surgical
Make you tailspin like vertigo

Fans who can dance to the rumba
Know how to roll from the womb-bah
To those comatose like a loompah
Crank your inner oomph to oompher

These beats can pump your blood
Mean streets don't make the cut
The best flows drown in the flood
Of these beats pumpin' in your blood

These beats run in my blood
Your mean streets don't make the cut
Your best flows drown in the flood
Of these beats that run in my blood

These beats can pump your blood
Mean streets don't make the cut
The best flows drown in the flood
Of these beats pumpin' in your blood

These beats can pump your blood