The Pen
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
I stand my ground with the belt of truth
My spirit sword's a lyric
Slashing, knocking ya helmet loose
Godly with it
Oddly scripted
Was probably lifted
When penning this
Was once slept on like sedatives
Now niggas understand the deal like they got lawyers
So ya do the running man, for real, when I stop for ya
No rapper seeing me
Gamble like P&G
Give me any beat, it's handled sicker than CP3
Can we agree I'm the nicest out?
Let's fight it out
You could change the topic, it don't matter what we write about
Proof is in the pudding
Like Bill Cosby put in
A couple drops on the beat, still got me cookin'
Every bar incredible
Me and the pen inseparable
Like two kais fusing
The damage caused irreparable
The pen, the sword, in accord
There's many levels to
How I chop it up over beats, cherry petals flew
In the wind, footsteps in fresh snow
When it's time to spar, so-called spitters get strep throat
They know
I got the Deathstroke
The Slade Wilson blades, kill sons
Over instrumentals or lift your mental
That's duality
See death is a fools salary
Schools be having seeds all fucked up, my allergies
To these devils killing me, son, the crew mad at me
Some true blue asses, all addicted to agony
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
Dudes be soft, how Neutrogena leave faces
Shook when they served, pull supenas out of briefcases
Off to see the racists, not the races
Ain't no horses in these places
Just paid sources that makes this
Whole thing seem baseless
Need to replace this part of the matrix
Narcs in, dark skins departs in bracelets
Fastened with hatred
Action comes with great risk
Having to face this
Let's all be faceless when jackin'
Bunch of no ones
No shoguns
We all servers
We been observers for too long
They couldn't walk with our shoes on
These grey poupon honey dijons
Karens fresh out salons
Telling us it's not our time, move on .org
Getting the president out won't stop wars yo
We ain't walking on the same mopped floors
See, we don't live behind the same locked doors
It's a different world, Dwyane and Whitley
The vain you slit be, your own
If you see this as home, became a gypsy
No sworn allegiance
Ain't repeating
I'm born in grievance
Ain't no important briefing that's meeting the needs of beings
We've been the biggest threat to world peace
Exceptionalism's our prison and the world sees
Our stupidity, governed so the richest eat
Everybody else for themselves
Fucked by their trickery
The pen, the sword, in accord
Got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
I stand my ground with the belt of truth
My spirit sword's a lyric
Slashing, knocking ya helmet loose
Godly with it
Oddly scripted
Was probably lifted
When penning this
Was once slept on like sedatives
Now niggas understand the deal like they got lawyers
So ya do the running man, for real, when I stop for ya
No rapper seeing me
Gamble like P&G
Give me any beat, it's handled sicker than CP3
Can we agree I'm the nicest out?
Let's fight it out
You could change the topic, it don't matter what we write about
Proof is in the pudding
Like Bill Cosby put in
A couple drops on the beat, still got me cookin'
Every bar incredible
Me and the pen inseparable
Like two kais fusing
The damage caused irreparable
The pen, the sword, in accord
There's many levels to
How I chop it up over beats, cherry petals flew
In the wind, footsteps in fresh snow
When it's time to spar, so-called spitters get strep throat
They know
I got the Deathstroke
The Slade Wilson blades, kill sons
Over instrumentals or lift your mental
That's duality
See death is a fools salary
Schools be having seeds all fucked up, my allergies
To these devils killing me, son, the crew mad at me
Some true blue asses, all addicted to agony
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
Dudes be soft, how Neutrogena leave faces
Shook when they served, pull supenas out of briefcases
Off to see the racists, not the races
Ain't no horses in these places
Just paid sources that makes this
Whole thing seem baseless
Need to replace this part of the matrix
Narcs in, dark skins departs in bracelets
Fastened with hatred
Action comes with great risk
Having to face this
Let's all be faceless when jackin'
Bunch of no ones
No shoguns
We all servers
We been observers for too long
They couldn't walk with our shoes on
These grey poupon honey dijons
Karens fresh out salons
Telling us it's not our time, move on .org
Getting the president out won't stop wars yo
We ain't walking on the same mopped floors
See, we don't live behind the same locked doors
It's a different world, Dwyane and Whitley
The vain you slit be, your own
If you see this as home, became a gypsy
No sworn allegiance
Ain't repeating
I'm born in grievance
Ain't no important briefing that's meeting the needs of beings
We've been the biggest threat to world peace
Exceptionalism's our prison and the world sees
Our stupidity, governed so the richest eat
Everybody else for themselves
Fucked by their trickery
The pen, the sword, in accord
Got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
Live my life by the way
The one that I created
Emcees step to the plate
Get annihilated
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Baez, Mike Baez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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