[Verse 1: Lateef]
When I'm on the mic I stand tall with gall
Style worth more than anything you gon' find in mall
The treasure of the mutiny is what keeps you all enthralled
I lively up the people with the yes, yes, y'all
Create, wait, watch and let the fake fall
Employ my strategy like checkmate
Call your bluff in that destruction of all previous discussion
When I hit like a concussion your heart rate stall
Recorder all ball, your jaw go slack
I deliver, makin' quivers and shivers all down your back
Like a river flow the beat
Bounces in Cadillacs that's bumpin' that vicious Blackalicious
Kick drum that keeps punchin' through that speaker
Countinously, meticoulously
Etchin' out the spaces in time
For miles affecting rhymes that changing minds permanently
Like mescaline giving your whole peception perspective
A new design to wreck that misconception
Now we seeing eye to eye yet?
Can the MC speak? The suckas stay quiet
The crowd can get rowdy like the party was a riot
Try it and the ladies'll hoo-ride your ass up out the spotlight
"You crazy, don't you know that fool Lateef'll set it on you?
He better than you" she telling you the truth too
I give you the proof dude
Step, you end up getting cut up by the cornerstone's edge
Down back by the [?] I say don't get contrary
'Cause baby I'm very a-highly motivated
I'm tryna do that plan ownership thing like Isaiah did
Hope your vision ain't impaired
But my prayers you can hear what I'm saying to you
Now if you fakin' it may sound strange to you
Like some way under my breath maybe I'm playing you
But I only do that murder rap shit for those who the cap fit
As for the rest I'm tryna take you all back to the essence
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