The Writz

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[Chorus]
 Come let's sit
 Where rappers have the rock flip scripts
 And count the 12 up in the mix
 Puttin down the Writz
 MCs walk within
 The round part off-way beat
 It took they on somewhere they drift
 Puttin down the Writz
 Ear duct probably jump into your mental
 When you hear what rhyme inventions I been into
 Just the clear-cut, uncut dope without delusion
 It's the sheer rough raw preach skills that I'm inflictin
 In the rear cut, now I'm just spot, peepin my competition
 Hear what mere mortals could never pull up in my sphere pluck ports
 Inferior years come and go, it's about to be one
 Here, cause now it's all I know
 And here's what they want, up jump the frequencies
 The Leer jet speeds like sound
 Surroundin poundin in your eardrum (Watch out now!)
 Make preparation for it, here it comes (Tumblin down!)
 For centuries to come and then some
 Rhyme's Menthol without the hedges
 And the benz son, time gets stalled
 A rapper's head is just a emblem on my wall
 I like to welcome MCs inside of my melodical Monster's Ball
 And yes, yes, yaaaalll
 [Chorus]
 Look out below, Sharky!
 Got a new machine and now I'm feelin kinda cocky
 When I grab a pen I hear the theme song from Rocky
 Rhymes intoxicatin like a warm cup of sake
 Sock it to me, rock it truly, we ain't never sloppy
 I could get you higher than the seed of a poppy
 Choppy rhyme jalopy, moppin oppositions
 Starvin carbon copy, rock me I'll be rockin noggin
 Startin wars in your apartment lobby, golly
 Rhymin like a Simple Simon, timin off and probly
 Gobblin all them arts I'm often flyin in the sky
 Sire with the higher fire
 Choirs till your psyche strikin mightily
 I cordially invite you all to
 [Chorus]
 MCGI, people call me Gift
 When I'm tearin up a party I feel no guilt
 I tilt scales, build, sell prevail and just wail
 On MCs with these, a 10th degree blackbelt
 Verbal warlord
 105, the zero look up at the scoreboard
 Got so high you thought I couldn't ever soar more
 Baby bye-bye, my rock is takin off (All Aboard!)
 Into the sky we travelin through sound corridors
 Way up high we take ya places that ya four-door
 Couldn't explore and leave the Coliseum tour for-
 Ever and a day and a hour and 7 minutes and a second
 Exactly and evermore
 [Chorus]
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:45
Key
10
Tempo
89 BPM

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