V1 To the One, 1-2 ‘n. I can rock the Mic ‘n/ Keepin’ the rhythm excitin’ I enlighten mental titans with my writin’/ I heighten the expectations of the nations/ I’m not a Dil-though I give you crazy good vibrations/ To be or not to be was never the question you could ask me/ I passed the New School, so I be doing this shit, like, classy/ And Lastly, you know I have the rhythm and the rhyme/ And I you’re banking upon the Nickels, no, you’ll never waste a dime/ I base the lines upon the knowledge I’ve acquired through my years/ I never Shout my lyrics, ‘cause this isn’t the Tears For Fears/ So, here’s another demonstration, cause I know you probably know this-/ When I show this gift, nigga’s step like aerobics/ I hold this to be true, due to my many reasons/ I manage to deliver the tracks- in fact, in any season/ I be pleasin’ the art of rhyme and in return I’m keepin’ true ‘n/ Never doin’ the double-standardized lies kids be spewin’/ I bust a capillary when I want to bust it up/ Me they’ll never have to bury, ‘cause my crew I trust enough/ And If I muster up enough of the luster needed to endeavor Through the secondary Verse to quench your thirst, I keep it clever To the 1-2 ‘n.
Chorus To the One, 1-2 ‘n (repeated 4X)/ Don’t you know it goes a-One, 1-2, the 3 to the 4 (repeated 2X)/ To the One, 1-2 ‘n (2X). It’s the Random Tandem.
V2 To the One, 1-2 ‘n. I be the rhyme brewin’/ Smooth calculator, cause my number’s for renewin’/ Up inside the red zone, though I call a code blue, when/ competition (they) gets mad, I call them Alfred E. Neuman/ My system, it be boomin. Cause my ego lit the match ‘n/ I be the eagle- you’re the chicken cause I saw you hatchin’/ In fact, In a scene of action, you’re crazy wack ‘n it happened/ Just he way I say it would occur/ Were you amazed? Hopefully so, ya’ know?/ When I be doin’ that voodoo on you, dude, every poke’ll be slow/ That goes to totally show to whom the odds play the breaker…/ 5 to Zip against you, and guess who is the Oddsmaker/ It’s the Nickels to the fifth, not the second or the third/ It’s Got to be the most easy goin’ shit you’ve ever heard/ Because If my words mean tomorrow, tell Annie she can wait/ ‘Cause if the sun comes out today, I guess I’ll have to keep her late/ I play the flow procrastinator, ‘cause I’ll catch you later, thus/ Be the assassinator, like you know the terminator was/ It’s just one of another kind of manner/ That be keeping the rhyme styles fresh… I be the lyrical Arm & Hammer/ On the Jam I hand to you, and anyone in my presence-/ Infancy to elderly, or middle to the adolescents/ Be the one nobody knows, due to the fact they can’t relate/ But never be letting originality be raped. To the One, 1-2 ‘n.
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