DIAL (Dead In All Levels) Lyrics

Consider this world war

We about to go crazy like this was the third ward

You looking for God's forgiveness

Well that's what the church for

Judge thought she'd throw the book at me I'd learn more

I did

Now we gonna put it all to test

My wireless good I dont need a lesser connect

I see your subs scribed out what you scared to address

And this is just the build up

Prepare for whats next

My pengame

A outta body experience i think i got them going delirious

I told him to get the fuck out the sandbox I'm serious

I hover the penthouse

He third floor aint hearing him

Judas always looking for christ story

While my story's a mind orgy

If he go seven thirty get bodied by nine forty

We fighting or we fucking better make up your mind shawty

City bumpy road how you think you gone ride on me

I spit with the passion for every close one that died on me

And i done did a bid for all the fuck boys that lied on me

Set fire to that paper that they dotted the line on me

Nice try homie

I'm back to the ritual writing habitual

Shifting my genitals

Competition is minimal

I dont think I'm really getting through

Its an automated message

Tick tick boom

Should i wild on him

I could pull out the pieces and break his style on him

Hold up the radio bugging turn the dial on him

From a channel misunderstood

No your shit ain't Platinum its more like its under wood

I never been thirsty but i know what the hunger could

Facilitate

Please let me demonstrate

Thankful for a dinner plate

That character you emulate

Designed with a mask

So that's how you fabricate

Thoughts bounce off walls

I'm trapped in this padded place

So please dont aggravate

My peace

Capiche

I think you bit confused who you dissing

Feeling like a gangsta

Influenced by the music you listen

Mechanic

I could bring the tools to show what your tune up is missing

Certified

We dont turn up we burn down the kitchen

I done did ciphers

From the streets to twenty five til lifers

My head flame when i turn to ghost writer

I'll fire on any main stream artist and they ghost writer

Me by myself I'm my own writer

Hard not to sleep when i see your flow tired

I'm so wired

Once the project kid

Now i make a project live

Colder than a project fridge

Get it

Story teller

Turn knobs

Walk in

Faces shocked

A single sweat trickled from the guy who faced the clock

He said he owed him

He's thinking with a dangerous plot

Hand inside his jacket though there's witnesses he take a shot

Behind these couple witnesses out came a cop

This is hip hop

I put the pen to the pad

This is hiphop

A scientist in the lab

This is hip hop

You can never ever sell us short

We taking off like a heliport

This is hip hop

I put the pen to the pad

This is hiphop

A scientist in the lab

This is hip hop

You can never ever sell us short

We taking off like a heliport

I'm far from being concerned with your bitch fits

You and I dont mix

Consider this a misfit

Lyrically indigenous

There is no coincidence

That we are not equivalent

I got your shadow quivering

God broke the mold when mother earth delivered him

Alphabetically I assassinated the synonyms

Mic check filled with adrenaline

To take me on you'll need twenty Nas about five Eminems

Shit

I could wear a blindfold while killing this

I'm serious

Serious