Gift of Gab Lyrics

Raw hip hop shit, rhythm and the jazz

Blues breakbeats got me flowing like caz

In a spaz when the drums attack

Feeling the frequency going through my back

Mic and mpc to give you what you need

Studying from Edan to BIG

Kick in the door waving the 44

A mic manipulator with just a key board

Going up the ladder but I'm no mc hammer

I know what Id rather doesn't matter

I'm gonna get busy, throw a set with it

I'm flexing it cause i know I'm the best of men

Preaching like Pac got a testament

Cash rules it all but I rest in it

KMD is cool for a villain in the tomb

Been bumping Cube since I was a womb

I used to love her but it's no common sense

Dilla did it best, a crew with a quest

A clan with a tang taking over your land

Ain't nothing to fuck with, better understand

2010s was a mess then we got blessed

OF to PE, now I know they need me

The slope is slippery and many have fallen

Switched the skill with

Wait my phones calling

Can I just vibe and don't hide

I don't mind what's the time

I put stink on a rhyme

Here to supply the world with gab

I'm all that and can't talk smack like that

With a plan of attack and flows that clap

I'll have your back if you know that rap

50 years strong word to the masters

I'm big news like natural disasters

Gather samples and apply the rhythm

I'm in em, take off Scott free when I kill 'em

I flip em till you recognise my mission

I'm in the kitchen, back to the fucking rhythm

Funky drummer, I'm an upbeat lover

Flip Donna summer and never stutter