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El Da Sensei - Speakin' lyrics
[Verse 1] Now, once more and I'm back again No misconceptions, connections, fuck the resurrections Not here to hate or be a thug or... Just bust hot-ass, raw rhymes that's in my nature This goes out to dancers, b-boys, and boosters Stick-up kids, and dice shooters Manoeuvre slick when I talk shit Walk with a bop, brandin' the hottest transcript Fuck what your man did These days I go for self Cause I learned one deal ain't a seal for help So I rely on my skill and writin' abilities Magnify all my talents and circular quality Music for chicks who like it simple And still think for critics on the streets Who bang it just for beats Harness - that hazardous, well-crafted word play Gone is - the fabulous style cast from Jersey Wanted - all over the world from circumstances Outlandish, contagious and demanded Monitor the format, all signed and sealed World-class appeal, whup that ass for real Known as the Ill Speaker from the East I'm here to step it up a notch, Kaos my nigga, speak *Kaos scratches* (The infamous) (Lyrical terrorist) (I drop the truth) (Exclusive from the Bricks) (I'm the master) (From the Bricks) [Verse 2] Young cats of today only think about dreams Of ice, bitches, and CREAM and all the drama it bring But I won't speak upon that, I've got a album to do All y'all magazine writers prepare for your review I kick that shit to make you feel relieved Feel release from the toungue-in-cheek athlete complete With a colorful outlook, advanced rhyme book It took mad time perfecting my lines and hooks For your liking I'm strikin', official rhyme-writin' All mine and clean, nigga, and never bitin' The most favorite emcee in your life Like famous black role models 'cause I always come right Catch his ass at nine while my flash has the shine On the rise mastermind, blast like landmines I come from a time when the sound was paved To stay new and creative in this hip-hop place *Kaos scratches* [Verse 3] I institutionalize fans, take 'em to a land unheard of To serve up, take it a step further Here to take charge and show y'all what the plan is Here to show y'all the ways and who the man is Soul searchin' with stripes that show experience Passport stamps will show you my gate clearance Backpackers' support and mainstream fame I'm 'bout to change the whole game and still stay the same Planes from the proclaimed master of the flow Whether wardrobe drippin' with colors or mad low It's natural how the casual man can grab you Like John Randall, frauds, I can't stand you! I never claim to be the best at this Style priceless, better with my lip service J. Rawls on the track and you know who I be Dedicated to the fans and all who's worthy *Kaos scratches* |
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