Wordsmith Lyrics

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

Me say many moni moni many many

How many mics do I rips on the daily? How he do that?

From the East to the West

Back to the esophagus of the beast- Mic check!

Have you cats reflect from the pin down of this lyrical suplex

Rey Misterio concept. Same persona off set

Before you press the reset- let this ease in

Hiphop is like the seasons, it comes and goes, your modern day Rome

Refocus on my scope

My ninjas! Ready, Set, Go!

Purple smoke- Poof! Donotello!

Bending wind, playing heavy cello

Tristate here's a healthy hello!

The seer is back, embroiding new mementos

In with the new, out with the old, and let the rest go

Cultivate your own manifesto

Comb over the past lectures to see their faulty measures in this architecture

I'll tether you to the hot spot in getting centered

An ascending vector from the naive, only in getting better

Hold on- soon we'll be off their radar

Forever be spitting these quasars!

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

Me say many moni moni many many

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

How he do that?

And in that instant I caught a glimpse of it

And with a sense of selflessness I glitch myself right back in

I show em love is the difference

Not these terms and conditions

Was the theme of the vision to heighten my own conviction

Recharge from the source to be put back on this course

And with this litted torch we headed straight for the storm

The mind is weaving, rolling, wrestling, pleading with inner demons

For the key to tap into his angelical being

That's Celestial you seeing

Roger that! Receiving

Brain filled with serotonin

No brand, no slogan, no pay or bonus

Forget the fame and fortune. It's my new devotion

Diving deeper to the unknown

Now as I tune in- standing on the edge of this extreme, sitting on my humble steed

Staring fearlessly at the powers that be

Though we are few and they are many, we'll still hold it down full on integrity

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

Me say many moni moni many many

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

How he do that?

Spittin that old english while the record spinning

Giving you that 90's feeling, with a twist of astronomical lyrics

So rugged and rigid, yet elegant

Now listen till your eye starts twitching, and you know it's all truth

I got you hooked- and you'll never overlook, cause the prophecy has shook

The king has been outplayed by this rook

Secrets hidden in the nook of the mind, it coincides all up in these rhymes

So take a peek inside, it'll have you feel alive

The art to survive is hidden in plain site

Shh! Well I'm still alive!

The silence will always outweigh the violence

Stomach knotted from all of the lying

Turning sheep into lions to join the front line to making this alright again

Now am I wrong to be strong? To get along? Wanna belong?

Away from all this control. Away from all this control

Away from all this control oh oh oh hmm...

How many mics do I rips on the daily?

Me say many moni moni many

And if you feel it in your heart then it's HipHop!

If you feel it in your soul then it's HipHop!

If you feel it in your body then it's HipHop!

Say yo HipHop! Yeah! HipHop!

NOW IF YOU FEEL IT IN YOUR HEART THEN IT'S HIPHOP!

IF YOU FEEL IT IN YOUR SOUL THEN IT'S HIPHOP!

IF YOU FEEL IT IN YOUR BODY THEN IT'S HIPHOP!

SAY YO HIPHOP! YEA! HIPHOP!

How many mics? How many mics?

How many mi mi mi mi mi mi mics? Do I rip rip rip on the da da daily yo daily yo?

How he do that? With panache!