The Drum [Intro 1] Mr. J. Medeiros I got a ringing in my ear From banging on a drum all these years [Intro 2] Stro Elliot I got a ringing in my ear From banging on a drum all these years [Intro 3] Mr. J. Medeiros Conscious rap is a gimmick Are you conscious of that You sell an ominous black cloud Theyll promise to act now Kids just be honest and rap [Intro 4] Stro Elliot Wow, is that your meaning of a rap song? You talk loud say nothin what s that for Krypton or clark Green or Bill Bixby Who let yall in without a key you sissys [Verse 1] Mr. J. Medeiros Im the straw man arsonist Are all men narcissists Monsantos needing more land to plant arsenic Big pharma with pig farmer See how they dig karma Put a lid on ya mute ya suit ya Kamasutra future with a fruit ya aint use ta Truth aint the truth it use ta be man Damn right Im angry Cause this Ayn Rand fans Got a hand that aint ever fiend the pipe as a baby Military conquest millions in a contest Stubborn children I mean literally armless Some learned to win but then it killed them in their conscience Love burns within until you spill its very contents Name now whats a name with no consequence Shame they say the blame is in our confidence Change they say it never knows constant Them chains been the same since the taming of the continent [Hook] Put up, what up Bo Bo Bo Suckas wanna flow but they got no show So drop that, low end Hands up, show them Stand up, throw them Fists in the air now Hold them up Hold them up Hold them up Fists in the air now Hold them up [Verse 2] Stro Elliot Im more Frank Zappa than Frank White in a limousine A leaner Peter Griffin comedian in a scene with 20 actors Romantic comedy drama action types Im laughing like Oh you must be doing this for practice right? Oh youre professional? Nah. I know what a rappers like Authentic and raw with a Lion sized appetite Yall fall flat and start actin like a rhyming Ndomukong Sue You blame me, I blame you ooh An NFL reference, Must mean that Im a man that shoots deer And drinks six beers for breakfast Nah. couldnt be further from the truth A word concerning you Some of you rappers need to move further from the booth And learn to turn that noose into a tourniquet removing Circulation from that part of the brain exaggeration moves My diagnosis? your dialogue is appalling Take 2 of these when your falling Never call me in the morning Im sleep [Hook] Put up, what up Bo Bo Bo Suckas wanna flow but they got no show So drop that, low end Hands up, show them Stand up, throw them Fists in the air now Hold them up Hold them up Hold them up Fists in the air now Hold them up [Verse 3] Blame One I be the blame first number to the right of zero I got the sight to steer you, no hype or hero and despite dinero Coming and going I perfected my flowing fluently Mobb with the Procussions, theres nothing you can do to me You or me?, I usually kill it about two to three Barz in. Your sparing with arson. Tom foolery Snatch up all your jewelry and hand it to the homeless My condolence to your raps I body bag is just a bonus Labels wanna own us, we could never be a sound slave Walking down the path that I paved upon the ground laid Years ago. With many years to go, cheers so heres to those! Peeps that persisted, dont get it twisted Im here to grow Time is never over till the most high decides it is Think Im getting weak or at my peak? I be surprising kids Sliding lids back, vibing as I spit raps Switch back to writing graff and cats be like he did that? [Hook] Put up, what up Bo Bo Bo Suckas wanna flow but they got no show So drop that, low end Hands up, show them Stand up, throw them Fists in the air now Hold them up Hold them up Hold them up Fists in the air now Hold them up
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