Gems Defari

[Intro]
"How did this bullshit happen?
Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?"
"I despise a duck MC on the mic"

[Verse 1]
Rhymes and gems I run tracks like Ben Johnson
Dick Vytel said my style was awesome
P.T.P. MC
Prime Time Precisely
Word to Brothers I get Isely
And voyage to Atlantis black sea world of panthers
Where bothers don't question they answer
Mathematically with lyrics of strategy
The goal is to remedy the world of these wack MCs
Exactly, Defari lyrical athlete
Find me in the final heat of the Olympic track meet
For MCs
This kid he's not the average
I'm on the rise son like my name was Backstage Laminate
I got a cabinet of members all who posses spectacular vernacular
Blazing through contenders
I remember when hip hop was genuine
When gimmicks were limited
MCs were magnificent
Shows were omnipotent
The crowd was all feelin' it
If a kid had skills on stage yo he'd reveal it
But nowadays mad MCs need lessons in stage presence
Instead of claimin' they represent
While I enterprise, maintain, stay awake and wise
What you hear is what you get
No lies no disguise