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[Verse 1]
Let em puff on my thoughts
Its been more than a minute and a couple of shots
Pass the beat like a spliff, take two puffs and I cough
So what I spit, hit the dome, cuz you know I go off
I’m on a renaissance reverie
Back to the real, like Nas on lane memory
Rappers is lost in autotune and scream-o
Dubstep beats, twenty feat’s, and more zeros
But fuck that bitch I’m on a mission
Finna take over like a politician
Steady killin beats, hauntin opposition
But I rethink my position when they call up missin
[Charlie Chaplin Excerpt]
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone – if possible – Jew, Gentile – black man – white.”
[Verse 2]
Nah, but fuck that, too, get em off me
I’m boss so it’s costly, these rappers is aussie
They down under but I’m out on top
And these days, all these rappers mouth’s gon rot
Cuz Hip-hop is getting raped for money
And its been three damn years you can’t take this from me
F.A.C. I give a fuck who hatin this
Word to joey bad, these rappers ain’t sayin shit
But let em hate though
Still with the wrath fuck the path to the peso
Rappers gon fake if it state that they make mo, ey yo
If I ever get to that, pass a halo
I hear the beat rewind in my mind
Like a J Dilla tune I keep it common with mine
And I got the keys to the kingdom
So get the fuck off, let me shine
Intertwined with the beat
I been underground but never six feet deep
On the killa in a huddle with the three
It go Nas, Kendrick, and Joey B
But these rappers – just stop the track
Check the lyrics, figure that the bars is wack
So, I’m on my shit, it’s that renaissance rap
And if you ain’t comprehend: we bringin hip-hop back
[Joey Bada$$ Excerpt]
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