Structure (feat. Dominik Omega, D.R.A.M.A.T.I.C. & Jackson Whalan)

This one ain't for fake heads we welcome you to break bread
With true school jewels verbs nouns and adjectives
Heard what he said as we let the music spread
We twice nice right spit venom like copperheads

No sedatives true Hip Hop representatives
Vocals unlimited bringing you idiots
Back to the proper structure of sentence
Not trying to sell an image and trust if I said it then I meant it

Yo who's that kicking blues rap never snooze jack
You think you nice as me yo you need to prove that
I put on like a kayak on a roof rack
Spit the four-course while you picking up some food scraps

We hella smooth Jack what you got to lose black
We shine formats on tracks and blind you like a cataract
Matter of fact you best learn how to act
Or we gonna bring it back like two dope boys in a Cadillac

Bread gets broken spoken in the lingo you hoping for
Matic came in the door tool sharpened to settle the score
Metaphors rattle rappers to the core and I said it before BRK BRD forever more

I explore the infidelity in what the system's telling me
I gotta kick rhymes as I listen to the melody
Forget about the media and what they're trying to sell to me
I keep it radical cuz shit's about to rupture

You you motherfuckers need structure
You you motherfuckers need structure
You you you motherfuckers need structure
You you you motherfuckers need structure
Music's a mission not a competition

Rhythmic subdivision when I hit them with these prose
No competition for this mission that I chose

I'm taking the long road leaving them on froze
Teach suckers how to grow then pass it back to O

No you didn't we steadily smashing limits
We living where you just visit your style is just a gimmick

Flip it so exquisite even if for just a minute
The medicine I'm bringing it it's such a heavy dose

Dominating no debating leave all of you cowards faded
Bring it back to the basics then change stages like I shape-shift

We make hits for burnt tips backpacks and skate kids
Ain't no debate bitch we keep it floating like we weightless

Word to the jury and the plaintiff you're mistaken
If you think this fire is something you can play with

Destined for greatness true enigma for your days of Hip Hop
We came to save it BRK BRD nothing to play with

You you motherfuckers need structure
You you motherfuckers need structure
You you you motherfuckers need structure
You you you motherfuckers need structure
Music's a mission not a competition



Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Wingo
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