Timeless Vintage Lyrics

I don't want to be a product of my environment

I want my environment to be a product of me

Stay on track fall back like a drunken monk

Full contact break your spirit like there wasn't one

High road fuck that pistol in my cumber bund

This session so dope make your flow cumbersome

Another rap beef I ain't stirring up

Squash that shit like glasses on you nerdy fucks

And I am simply just a man so I don't give a damn early

Call me uncle Sam you be looking tax worth

When I grab the mic I feel invincible

Not like when I'm trying to convince the pigs that its medicinal

Its like a ritual every time I spit it

So throw on your robe and drink the kool-aid little bitches

All I do is kick it do with it what you wish

These crybaby rappers look like kids throwing fits

And I don't got time for that

Might have to cause a damn crime for that

And they ain't got no damn spine in fact

You can tell in every line they rap now bring it back

They don't think we have a voice but we made a choice

To keep it underground above the sound

With some hungry other motherfuckers coming out

So what you wanna do

Got a pocket full of jump drives the homies do too

Keep it old school slanging vinyl and cassette tapes

They try to be the kings but we yelling checkmate

Lets play for a moment please

Address me like your master man get down upon your knees

No need for all the subtleties or trying to rebuttal me

I drive the car you underneath shitting in your dungarees

Fucking geeks now its all over

Cut that dummy shit never mumble when your sober

Man cut that dummy shit never mumble when your sober

If you don't know by now let me acquaint you with my steez

The best emcee

Don't even try it punk

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