Such a collision with this rap division The incision I leave with unmasked wisdom Pay attention to truth as I plant feet in the booth Grow like seed wither emcees whos bitter with me Trying to be on top of the league Play 1000 below Growth continue to flow turn it up Catch the drift I float while I blow it up To hit them harder than an upper cut below the gut Yeah yall notice the way that I promote the strut Like VCU he be truth let the TV loose And let the show em up I was told to dumb it down to capture a crowd But my fan base, I think I captured them now Enslave their brains tie chains to their necks Force others to respect the Intalek I been a threat I said it best back when I was jotting this Plotting this making my music killing the novices Told your honor this music is just some honest shit How was I to know that the audience loved common sense? Huh... Then I continued with my stroll Taking them on a tour of my city without a toll No dinner bread plated see the way that I roll Im driving this plane I seem to be in control Seatbelts strapped buckle for safety As I safely hit the track at a great speed Mach G forces like Porsche convertible doors to lift Cooler than winter AC Competitors still be tryna chase me Were not the same like Cagney and Lacey Look at them scraggly and pasty Please pass the torch and thank you You made me Better than ever before Sealing the cellar door shut no underground floor Cause Im headed to the sky when I jump level off Anything remaining in the luck, roll seven more More chances up, roll seven more Until seven is the number of the devil Tell God the rebel in me is tryna chill out Cause the saint in me is building tryna get out Im in the building bring the real out Ill show them what the real bout Just place my skeleton in a shrine when I die Watch the sun ray hit it and I shine sunshades Jump inside son brain like daddies Son plain as patty with the cheese missing Niggas get aggy with the superstition Just another ghost trapped in the system badly So I whisper every time that that beat play Every kick, snare I get near like shaved legs Along with the ghost metaphor, I guess Im just great dead Applause My third eye spot em on the third try Then I zoom on the target with a bird eye I went from Theodore to Intalek to justsomenerdguy I prefer to rhyme better sipping turpentine Swallow a prescribed dose of what a nurse can find Like I failed my NCLEX Yet him best with the bars he lifts no bench press I guess Crazy as it seems, this how I play in my dreams So dont roll the credits til we play every scene Score by Ritchcraft you can enjoy Intalek brings the words Beautiful Noise
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