Lowkey

UGH

This is lyrical exercise
Before you rest
Make sure you stretch
Pep in your step
To build your reputation
Hold up
This is the feature presentation

Is Provurb in the house
Beyond a reason
No doubt
That this Bronx rapper is seasoned
Go against the grain
Until the odds are even
Scheming for my head
I'll dead a nigga squeezing

And send him to the maker
While puffin vapors
In Kingston Jamaica
Mothafuck da hater
Bless to see the honeys in all kinds of flavors
See the boy buzzin'
As they read the paper

Headline states I'm next up to be famous
Black excellence
High key intelligence
Flow heaven sent
In my element
Lookin' for a more decadent
Flow In Rap, I am him

I'm Lowkey
Am a beast
Over beats like these
Motherfucker
It's best for you to move away

Destroy a nigga throughout the atmos
Sphere last he hear was plata o plomo
It's Clear you should dip before it gets worse
And I pull up in tuxedos & hearses

What's the purpose of poppin' at the gums
Knowing that you'll always fold in a crunch
Ya not clutch
Like Reggie Miller in the four
Thirty one shots just to even up the score

Why you talk about guns and weapons for
Isn't that the use of a metaphor
Razor sharp lines that hack & slash ya core
So it's true the pen is mightier than the sword

Weak niggas
Like to go to war with the boy
I deliver
Somethin' that fans can adore
So enjoy that uncut raw with no lube
Signing off, yours truly
The Provurbial stew

I'm Lowkey
Am a beast
Over beats like these
Motherfucker
It's best for you to move away