Baby Crush

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen, yeah Alright, let's bring to the stage (Gift of Gab) (Gab, Gab, Gab, Gab) (Gift of Gab) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Gift of Gab] Enter my imminent energy element, I am an entity walking Ahead of the pack. I really am out of my head and it's evident that I will never Be able to ever quit. Melanin fellow with helluva relevance, what isn't elegant Metaphors ready to set it off, dead on your pettier levels, I'm ready and able to Murder and tear emcees all into pieces and murking embarrassees, honoring easily Crumbs, chill, it easily comes like breathing from deep in the seat of your lungs I creep to the beat of a drum that's unique to me as I keep it a hundred Leaping through regions and leading the dumb and feeble emcees sinking deep in the mud (the mud) While some of them keeping it thug like there is a leak in their mug, we better start Reaching above, we headed for economic decay, what you thinking of bro? I'm creeping beneath it and dug the surface will purpose I'm healing delinquents of what Emceeing should be, it's no interest of me if their mission is weak and they're keeping it dumb Keep sleeping, I'm tweaking the frequency of emceeing and being a piece of the puzzle Rhythm we seeking the freedom and what it means to be free and be equal as one The nation is bobbing and weaving, afraid of the awful and evil. Don't make it their power to Lead you away from the power proceeding creation, see all of the leaders to take us Up out of the season. I hang with the laws of receiving and giving and living if y'all are Believing and evident knowledge is breathing, inhale and out and topple the greedy [Interlude 1] (It's indeed a great pleasure to present to you at this particular time-) (Word is bond, word is bond) One, two, 'fro Thizzle (Word is bond, y'knamsayin'? Word is bond, man) Free flow unh yo [Verse 2: A-F-R-O] The path of the righteous person, laughing and tired of hurtin'/ I'm askin' a frantic emphatic combatative idiot when is it past the millennium Ash arise in the surface/ Snatchin' your wifey's purses/ I'm a little brother like Rakim When I gotta rhyme on the stage for a good amount of time I'm grabbing the mic in an urgent/ Smashin' a dime for certain, splash in the ice with bourbon/, Fro gon' spit so crazy Hoes wanna give Fro a baby Crash when you drive and you burning/ I rap, you rewind it, the speakers ain't working,/ I'm clappin' a nine at your Jeep and you swervin'/ I'm black with the eyes of a serpent, back with a nine for purchase, Immaculate rhymes and the heat is conversin'/ Antagonist mind, I am evil you worship/ Here with a vengeance, your fear appears in a mere sentence, he the apprentice Fro on the track with Gab and R combined with the beat that we murkin'/ Drama unraveled, Fro commence/ Llama in the shadows, no defense, Calm in a battle, most intense/ Honey dips and them silly broads they got to do me, I throw dick/ But them money clips and them milly cars is not usually Fro shit/ The ether writer, the frequent feeder, feeble freedom fighter with dope steez/ The heat and fire, the reason he beast cause he admire the OGs/ [Interlude 2] (And now... R.A., what? R.A.) (what? R.A. The Rugged Man) (R.A. The Rugged Man) (R.A. The Rugged Man) (R.A. The Rugged Man) (R.A. The Rugged Man) (R.A. The Rugged Man) (R-R.A. The Rugged Man) [Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man] Yo, Kubrick ride with us, rivals fighting five of us Bitches slide with us, my dick is harder than elephant ivory tusk Baphomet bison bite the dust, slime and crust, life of lust Tyson biting, knife slicing guts sniffing cyber dust Filling their mind with the hatred and jealousy, Fro and the Rugged like Mayweather / Ellerbe Rakim and Eric B, check out my melody, duckin' a felony, nothing they tellin' me Never forget 'em, I send 'em to heaven, I went independent, position I been in Again and again and I'm ruling the throne, it'll never be ending the message and lesson I'm sending is killing civilians in Yemen. The bigger the spending the people pretending The freedom of speech, is it hateful, offending? The weapon possession, the second amendment It's me, I'm back bitches, Gift of Gab, Blackalicious You could watch that Harry Potter Radcliffe rap his shit Like when I gotta drop and it's hip-hop and it don't stop with the whole block and the hoes hot Do the windmill, do the wop, do the robot, flow hot, never go pop, no shot, soul sock Diggin' the dick in a nun, hun could blow cock at the church pope Benedict flopped The white flame Night Train name James Brown but the bitches be riding my dick like greyhound I ain't playin' with no gimmick when they faking every minute and I take it to the limit and they aching when I'm in it When I'm making an exhibit, is it entertaining, is it? Hate, president, race, bigot Slow deadbeat James van Bebber reign forever Act like a dick I'll beat a pussy till he change gender, switchin' Launchin' the rocket and leakin' their brain on the ceiling revealing opinion is sinnin' The fish in the sea and the birds in the heavens, we living and given dominion and in the Beginning the women I've been in, the devil is grinning, the end of the inning, the evil and Tricking the murder, religion, the media spinning this pain that I'm bringing, I'm out