[00:06.09]Pure microphone magic
[00:07.59]Carving up mc's, straight up torch their weak embellishments
[00:10.14]Getting it
[00:12.12]Put it on
[00:12.69]Dirty download gigolo with the illest flow
[00:15.93]Yeah
[00:18.00]Perverted Monk high chief
[00:19.20][Afu-Ra]
[00:19.44]Life Force moving swiftly
[00:21.09]Pitch forks steady miss me
[00:22.98]My renaissance, my brother's light eclipse me
[00:25.50]My rough callous feet stomping on these city streets
[00:28.08]**** that turn the other cheek
[00:29.46]Unless you squeeze a peach
[00:30.66]No parental advisory, so no need for the bleeps
[00:33.15]No comin' in my crib unless you wipin' your feet
[00:35.49]I hit the street, I feel good plus complete
[00:38.01]A lotta hot rappers ain't nothing without their beat
[00:40.47]Mark my name, on the clipboard, I gets raw
[00:43.08]When I was sixteen, that's when I used to rip for it
[00:45.78]Like Jiminy Cricket, hopping over the candle stick
[00:48.81]Watchin' my ass, and yo I learnt quick
[00:50.94]I'm nifty, ****fty with my dirt, G
[00:53.31]Doing my thing, put in work, ain't nothing hurt me
[00:56.19]I bring it from front to back, white to black
[00:58.65]Shoe to hat, use clues I'm doin' that
[01:00.93]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[01:03.60]You feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[01:06.03]So while I do my thing, you do your thing
[01:08.52]Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
[01:11.07]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[01:13.74]Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[01:16.14]So while I do my thing, do your thing
[01:18.75]Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang
[01:20.79]Monumental, thoughts flowing sequential
[01:23.73]The quintessential mental, tapping into
[01:26.28]My focus, take it round like a rental
[01:28.89]And if I have to cut you with my gonzo
[01:31.44]I'm like a warless sword, I'm digging into
[01:33.81]Like you can joust defence
[01:35.46]So many strokes and slashes let off
[01:37.50]You ain't got not fingerprints
[01:39.12]Carve you up with my Rambo, ammo
[01:41.31]Looking like leather-face, trippin' on the dance floor
[01:43.92]Too much hypocrisy, up in the market, B
[01:46.38]It ain't about talent, it's all about the currency
[01:49.05]My magna opus, addicted plus the ****st
[01:51.75]Maybe I'll write a line and fara canna quote this
[01:54.21]They got status but can't work the apparatus
[01:56.76]How could a project sell millions
[01:58.50]Talking 'bout millions, when half their buyers ain't seen a thousand
[02:01.74]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[02:04.50]Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[02:06.87]So while I do my thing, do your thing
[02:09.24]Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
[02:11.88]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[02:14.58]Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[02:16.98]So while I do my thing, do your thing
[02:19.56]Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang
[02:21.45]Times is kinda critical, that's why I gotta keep it lyrical
[02:24.60]Simple and plain, cos I don't wanna riddle you
[02:27.21]I'm tryin' to black out, cos I'll blow your back out
[02:29.49]Pullin' my axe out, do a M.O.P. mash out
[02:32.16]With my dreads out, an' I ain't no type of boy scout
[02:34.68]Mr Life Force, but you call me The Count
[02:36.66]Got so many names, that I can't even count
[02:39.21]Let's see: Paisley, 5th Thaing, Mr How, Dr Intergalactic
[02:43.11]My other names is under the mattress
[02:44.94]Now you can get your grades pissed on
[02:46.65]After your body's been buried
[02:48.12]From trying to get your diss on
[02:49.83]Wax off, wax on
[02:51.45]My calm is bringin' a storm, from the night until the early morn'
[02:55.05]I got so many styles, forget the grape with wine
[02:57.57]Life Force on the mic, an' 'bout to put it on
[03:00.06]Takin' you ass away like I was Kogon
[03:02.52]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[03:05.25]Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[03:07.65]So while I do my thing, do your thing
[03:10.05]Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
[03:12.63]Rhyme skills the ****st, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
[03:15.36]Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
[03:17.76]So while I do my thing, do your thing
[03:20.34]Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang