Dust Off

Spin the record one more time I need to repeat it
It's been a decade, and I'd never had more of a reason
Well-grounded, but my hands been punchin' the ceiling
I'm on my breakthrough grind and ain't nothing appealing
Been so worried bout time, that you fuck up the timing
I quit the bullshit, and went and got buck with the rhyming
I break it down real simple like water and ramen
And so effective when I show up and kill em' with kindness
Been sharpening my blade on the anvil
Runnin' up these numbers like an anthill
Dust off the game, like you blowing in the cartridge
Retrospect, my high score bring the carnage
I'm too sick with the flow
Check the symptoms
Blood cells workin like a army of minions
You can hear virus speaking in my lungs
Sick with my tone
Still slick with the tongue
I feel one with my body and soul
Let the audience know
I'm on an obvious roll,
Do a show, hit the lobby, and go
Made a couple coo songs, now the world wants more
I'm out the box like the music out the juke
It's going down like the trash in the Shute
I punch the clock, like good morning alarm
Who woulda thought that we'd take it this far
Look

I'm still here like classism, my blast given
Got mad rhythm
Spit mad venom
My glass fillin'
You probably couldn't amass all of this gas in it
Stuck in the past and you swinging in the last inning
I pitch you love, and for me, I'm in my bag living
Navigating thru those who pose a bad ending
There's no pretending to the powers that be
It's in my DNA and now I'm ILL as can be