Building Bridges

I smoke Dutches like they are cigarettes
So how you figure that, I might not be high
Take the drugs to the lunges, nose to the sky
Eyes low, a pro when it comes to the lye

Why try if you know you gonna lose regardless
You don't wanna start this, or even take part of this
Let me start with saying you should've listened to your father
It's not who's the hardest, but who rips the hardest

And most of the time those MC's just smarter
Trust you me, it's hard like trying to Get Carter
Sometimes you can't save the drama like the Armada
Set sail and come prepared instead, steadfast like Martyr

Verbally, my darts sharper, poisonous and stingy
Lyrically I bring the, flavor vital like a kidney
You and me know some situations can get fringy
The biz kinda flimpsy, that's why I'm forever indy

I come through like a spring storm, to change norms
Need room like dorm to reach my ultimate form
Perform original lyrics, deliver never luke warm
Stay solid like corm and kick it conform this artform

Transform like Jazz and Brawl like Megatron
Me and the mic been getting it on for quite a long
Time now, i've been dropping these rhymes now
Repeatedly asking myself if this is my prime now

Logically i'm gonna find out, if i stay on
Travelling at rattling rate, throw heat with speed
Like a javelin, keep in shape like a mannequin
Hip Hop always been a social act like gathering

So i'm building bridges, on the road to the riches
Full of obstacles and traps wicked like witches
Keep it cool like fridges, not necessarily religious
Watch the sky warily, in case of cloudy visions

I'm here laying in the cut deep like incisions
Stuck with my own visions, never resinding
If the contract terms proper prospect no collisions
On a mission, which goes beyond building bridges

Bull shuks! Stepping it up in cool Chucks
Lyrically kick the wild style like a mule on drugs
My name known outside the radius of a few blocks
Drink booze and drop ill maneuvers you do what?

I ain't bulshitting are you kidding the T.R.?
Like the Cyde I see Phar, beyond envy Dam's three stars
We are Raw like Content and Carpaccio
Without a format you will lose like Baggio

This goes way back like hoes we knows and embark
Rhyming in the parkalot i used to park a lot of thoughts
Of days we used to jam in the park
Also the place we used to spark after dark

The one to spark a jam and not eat pork
Form and shape my frame before disaster starts
To molest the culture the nation ain't to blame
Because it will maintain without dependance of the game