[Sydney Shaw] So, when did you fall in love with hip hop? [Verse 1 Mychelle Lee] Unlike the norm it didnt start with a biggie tape 3 pounds 9 ounces, had it pumpin through my veins Gods hand on me, blessed wit lyrical capability And the swagger of a boss to get the whole world feeling me You had to love them early days of writing rhymes Hip Hop so succulent, better yet it was devine Had them day to day verses, running up in through my mind Visions of the limelight with all its glory and its shine Was driven to be Miss lyte the mc Crazy like missy E and flow on tracks by Capri Followed the abstract and phife dawg to the low end Found lupe at the food n liquor, so I go in Trigger happy wit the tongue cuz lyrics be ammunition Make weak ones decease before the hook reaches repetition They say I got an old soul, with a fresh flow And I aint afraid to go back to what came before Rather than constrain to the standard rappers frame Imma maintain greatness through the dawn of my reign Hitting you wit an illness, ya guaranteed to feel this So ridiculous, an epidemic ike the flu is Preaching the truth, using the booth as the pulpit Guaranteed to learn what the definition of ill is Cant stress the illness, ya guaranteed to feel this Killed this, let the hook play for a lil bit [Hook] Yea im thinking this got that brown sugar feel Sydney shaw brown sugar till still Yea this got that brown sugar feel, fa real 2x [Verse 2] Im a verbal guillotene, a lyrical assassin Like Bourne, you cant catch me, you just the fat kid wit asthma Got em memorizing every limerick, line and stanza Mad I just got hit you with another line of grammar Spit it in 2 ways, call it bilingue Flip it to espaol de ingles Por que no hay nadie que lo hace as Ya tu sabe lo que hay lo otra no igual a mi Nobodys in my lane so Im driving erratically Had to walk the line, Johnny cash peep the analogy Tragically or passively I burn to the 3rd degree Kinda like chemistry or maybe its biology The way I dissect up, this lyrical anatomy A flame to a wick couldnt even hold a match to me Aint ya average rapper b Slicker than them bammas be Headed for the goal and John Madden couldnt challenge me Shoutout to Wale with the district on his shoulders Without him, yall wouldnt know about them Uptown Roamers Or them nike boots with the north face as collateral Expand ya vocab to the flavor of the capital Taking you to places that you aint never been And leave yall with this, we flyer than the rest of them What was that? Yea we flyer than the rest of them Thats what I said we flyer than the rest of them
que, lo, flyer, guaranteed, shaw