RENAISSANCE Lyrics

Dropping bombs, dropping bombs

It's that new age, Neighborhood Renaissance

Dropping bombs, dropping bombs

It's the Six Three One, it's the Six Three One Gods

Michelangelo here's my penance yo

Confess this to the mic

That we're gonna blow off your head top

In a dead stop causing we're moving you dead rocks

Shit that pops makes you think

Got no time to blink take your adderalls

Ur attention spans are very small

Wall to wall monkey banging drums

In that brain of yours

Well you better get smarter

the neighborhood coming harder

Like lil Wayne mr carter charter the rap game

It's our renaissance and we're bringing em mad pain

Shame on the rest to leave this shit in distress

When you step in the mic

You supposed to bring your best

And if you don't that's fucking disrespect

To the culture probably call me a vulture

But the respect I demand

Cause this shit aint for fans or about being the man

It's to be on that Mount Rushmore

With em Ra Caz grandmaster all masterful

Yoda Micken Jehovahs your witness

With the beats knocking real sick

Slick mick magic kmc goes rabid

Worm comes in make ya do a backflip

With this spinning back fist Dana white I cracked it

The code to explode chillin on the throne

Don corleone in our own respects

And yo shout out wu tang

Bitch protect your neck

Neighborhood the biggest threat since

Bin laden except were the ones

Thats actually bombing shit

With rhymes bitch we timeless

This pressure builds diamonds

And you know we shining

Yoda go rip them a new hymen

Neighborhood Reign start the dawn of the renaissance

When my brain spark Kush God beat the pen apart

Those ink stains or blots? They're the prophets plots

Im insane I just jot and jot til my ammos stocked

I ain't playing when I come to rock the spot

Young prof stay spitting slop til I save Hip Hop

A single thought could slaughter your entire squadron

Clean up on isle fraud someone grab a mop for the comp

Yod leave bones, blood and brains when I stomp

On your fucking head like Charlie M til your eyes pop

Don Juan de la Nooch number one in your ear

On your iPod, I never aim that's lame I just shoot my shot

I rock your body like a blood clot

With bop after bop

Ayo if I wanted to I couldn't stop

Dawg I don't talk the talk

Unless I could walk the walk

Im running it block to block

Flipping tapes like toss across

From the Hamptons to Kings Park

From there til the Island parts

I'm blaring swearing through sound bars

The next three hip hop stars have answered the call

The most destructive elements

Shaking up the game these demon spawns

Leave you shocked and awed

I go off like your drunk uncle off the egg nog

You know it's on when my hands twist and my head nods

This Dark Magic spell caster

Mutters a mantra to enchant you

Listen to the rant of banter

I'm not asking dammit I demand you

Understand why I stand the man

The myth, the legend the Kush Master Commander

KMC Shakespeare's phantom AKA the Boombap Bastard

Yoda on a tare throwing a tantrum

There isn't a madder hatter

LI gods turn wine to water changing physics that matter

The Worm will piss on you RKelly full bladder

Micken serves the beat up on a silver platter

If you have to replace your speakers after you had to

Cause we'll be back soon with another track to add to

Your rack your playlist or for the DJ to scratch up

Neighborhood's Finest Six Three One assassins coming at you

And so once again hip hop is changed forever hereafter