Masterclass ft. Emperor Lyrics
- Genre:Jazz
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Batdadiyadiyadiyadabudda
Batdadiyadiyadiyadabudda
Batdadiyadiyadiyadabudda
Batdadiyadiyadiya
Welcome to a lesson in rhyme
Let me mess ya mind up
Find us anywhere music making you wind up
Intertwined with
Stories we got behind us
Never mind it
Like solitary confinement
Isolation iss all cool on my thermometer
Advise the nation
Let'em know it's about to get ominous
Thirty thou kilometers
Thirty thousand people think they onto us
Whole population wanna be one of us
Set apart
But listen this boy different he
Pooperscoop a hater your opinion's not a diss to me
You can peep the history
Fundamental sound this is synergy
Turn it back around do it differently
Symphony
We could die anyday
They aint playing with us out in public
And it's starting to get to me
Anyway that's why we drive slow
Cuz people more focused on my success than my growth
Sugar I define both
See when I was a kid
I wanted the fame and the money for the crib
But he 's grown now
So Jesus the plan's changed
If I can't have both
Then I'll take no fame and all money
Thanks Big Guy
I gotta testify
I Come up in the club looking extra fly
Look it's best if I just
Identify as your highness
Talent a divine blessing
I try to sow it
I regurgitate verses
Verbally stir anybody with lyr'cs
I berserk like a jerk cuz I'm
Urgently burning through words
When I work
And it hurts
Call a nurse
He ill he absurd
Take a signed rapper fans like a burglar
Hope you observing
No rope round throat but I'm hurdling
Yes I deserve it
Accolades earned
And I hate to wait turns
I'm impatient pacing the pavement
If I get famous the game
Better brace for invasion
My homies adjacent
Raising the roof and the bar
Get the laser gun set to stun'em all on these stages
Coming of age
For this alien
Status quo is under attack the assailant
5 foot 10 with a brain like his father
They don't want a king so they make him a martyr
It's awful
But Emperor is not just a moniker
Scouter go over 9000
I'm powerful
People love watching me
Cuz they love seeing music get made and beats get devoured up
Like a recipe for
Success
Prepare to be
Boarded
Like trap windows
Make a low IQ hoe rest in peace
I keep up with the best at least
I'm the hooded claw
You're welcome to the perils of Penelope pitstop
Get bun like sesame
Therapy
Sensory overload
If done successfully
Could temporarily remedy
A major depressive episode
Through repetition
I could Van Gogh this expedition
A masterpiece expect to listen to that at least
Because I'm out here
Young underrated, black and i'm excellent
Way too driven to be so directionless
It's evident i do this effortless
I mean I reckon I could get a whiff
Of some kind of award if I just focus on my penmanship
I'm the best equipped to let a rip
In comprehensive written scripture
This is modern literature
Out my fingertips
This is gonna sting a bit
Had to come to grips
Cuz it's a hit or miss predicament
Hit'em with a paradiddlediddle rhythm
This is not for amateurs
There's only a little in the tank
For these parameters
Can i call the manager
Somebody of respectable caliber
To meddle in the middle come and fiddle with my can of worms
Little by little scribble a ton of words
Nibble a rhythm chisel it leave it with no wiggle room
Looming above it a puppet master so in other words
Any practicing antagonist can feel impending doom
Fact is I'd like to think my self an activist well kind of
Degree in laminate this graduate's glad to provide a
Masterclass in rhyme
Here is your reminder
This joint here is sourced from the mind of
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