Pure Bred ft. Johnny Boy Lyrics

As long as I'm breathing

There's always a reason

Take my car off cruise and start over speeding

Pedal to the medal

Throw the dust, leave and watch it settle

If you want the canon, better be a rebel

Life is a slide show

Picture me rolling

I'm scrolling in black on black chrome

We are chosen

Way past my past

Close to the future

Time traveling ravels the path that'll suit ya

Learn from my mistakes

Stop faith like a disk break

Take another look

Who else is this great?

Yeah

I just had to say that

Cos most of these Emcees just won't face facts

A different breed

Indeed giving you what you need

So if you heed I promise not to make you bleed

I take that flow like it's tic-tac-toe

Just a game that I play

Just to make that dough

The bread that we make

Stacks roll

You already know

C hyphen Real

I just let that roll

Grenade without a pen

A man without a sin

If you're looking for a pure bred King I am him

Chilling in the winning circle

Laughing at all you squares

Wishing that you could shape shift

Leaving you haters scared

And uh we leaving crumbs so you other lames follow

You ain't got a chance

We taking back your tomorrow

Living it today

Cos we cool like that

Be a beat and die a black

You a fool fight back

Got more muscle in my flow

Than your whole bicep

If you wanna arm-wrestle

Change your whole concept

New definition for strong words

No mercy for the weak

We re-arranging consonants and messing up the beat

Like the new rap vowels

A, I, O, U

All you other niggas Y

How do I know you?

Lyrical segregation

We bringing back Apartheid

Mad at comedic artistes

You niggas can finally park right

Draculas to you amateurs

You other dudes mats

Cos you tryna get familiar sniffing other dudes' butts

Talk is cheap

But niggas can't afford to speak

Blaze these streets with rhymes made on dangerous beats

Flames and heat that spit at these insane degrees

Till the emcees are on their knees exclaiming please

Everybody knows the question

The answer's C

They say it ain't about the money but my eyes are green

I'm the kid, that all the other rap dudes fear

I can spit it from now until the next leap-year

Its too clear

Prepare for war

I'm that heat

I make the cool niggas thaw

Make you second guess what you saw

Like is this really real?

Is C really really ill ?

Will he roast niggas?

Place em niggas on a grill?

I'm bullshitting Matadors

Whatchu acting madder for?

Niggas claiming that they hard

Well I'm saying I'm harder core

Hip Hop inside fills a 10 terabyte hard drive with my hardcore lyrical rhymes

They using us for experiments

They testing a brother's gene pool (Jean-Paul)

The next professor X

You rappers acting like Jean, fool

Tryna read my mind after I already lost it

They be like who killed?

I'm telling em that the Boss did!

The Em.Ceo and rap Neo

They be calling us the ones

Y'all be 3 & 4

Cos we take your number twos

And getting our guns drawn

Playing out our revenge

And what have you done wrong?

Straight VDGs

And we popping that true blood

And we done killing niggas that be choking like who what?

Jhonny lyrical

C-Real

New letters of the alphabets

We at the Omega

You ain't even at the alpha yet

We like E equals Mc squared

Einstein can't find better MCs dead

Shakespeare writing rhymes

And it can't be read

We like Pac and Biggie Smalls

We can't be dead

Come on C tell em!