Hater Players

Yes
 Everyday somebody ask me where all the real MC's is at?
 They underground
 There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit
 Ya know what'm sayin? Bringin them raw skills
 Ya know what I'm sayin?
 Really, to me
 It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm picky
 These niggas suck like hickies
 And still get to slip they shit in like Mickies
 I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
 With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors
 Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
 Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
 You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
 You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out
 Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
 Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
 I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
 My point is, your flow gets stopped
 By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home
 Everybody lookin at you, fish tank syndrome
 In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
 And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
 What you expect, MC's hollerin
 Cause we developin the followin
 Gettin played like stone love tapes and dollar vans
 Order reverse your universe so your demise is first
 Before your rise it gets worse
 You need a night nurse like Gregory
 Beggin me, stop it hurts, is what you say to me
 Like that's supposed to mean somethin?
 You the one I seen frontin in the club
 Your act I don't buy it, I got the dub
 Come on everybody, come on just show your love
 Come on everybody, come on just show your love
 Come on everybody, come on just show your love
 Come on everybody, come on just show your love
 Come on everybody, come on just show your love
 Visions occupy my synaptic space
 Command and shape, to illustrate my mind's landscape
 The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
 Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
 Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
 Eavesdrop and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
 Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
 They all form a cipher, and they came to absorb it
 I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
 Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
 Destined to rise, because I'm basement adjacent
 Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
 Some heads approach like I'm the one to base with
 Clowns about to scream and shout but don't say shh
 I ain't your student so I ain't to be tested
 I'm majestic, I represent my strength without effort
 My method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
 My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
 Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience
 I must represent, I don't come off with no corniness
 It's all luminary, despite commentary
 Some people say, Mos how you get so?
 My sign will make you jump around like calypso
 And, murmur to yourself like a schizo
 There ain't no bottom on the... (come on, come on, come on)
 Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar line
 We bout to take y'all home
 Ya know what I mean? Here we go
 We got all markets on lock
 From meat to stock
 Black Star, what? Throwin like Kid Rock in bars
 Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be
 I grab my paint, jump on stage and deface MC's
 We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
 Freestyle or written songs, shit we can get it on
 Going back and forth, forth and back, all across the track
 Passin the mic's like quarterbacks
 Of course its phat, get off of that
 Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack
 Out of fear of being called a hater, imagine that
 We ain't havin that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
 My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
 So floss, cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
 Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl MC's wannabe
 But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why bother?
 Cause your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter
 Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter
 (I be strokin, that's what I be doin)
 Aiyyo, as we rock harder
 And always drop the bona-fide head nodders
 Aiyyo, later for the hater-players
 Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players
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 Blackstar keeps shining
 Blackstar keeps shining
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 Blackstar keeps shining
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 Blackstar keeps shining