Verse for ''Anilyst -- Ruckus'' Contest.
Aiyyo,
I'mma bring the ruckus, til it formulates like fungus
In the school of hip hop hatchets, I'm the roughest of alumnus
Everybody, thumbs up, one direction, on the compass
Better than veteran emcees, I'll lead my people to abundance
The thing to do is listen, I ain't trippin' pay attention
I'm a lyrical magician, spittin' flows that change dimensions
Fact, if it's non-fiction, I'm the illest competition
Hold a hustler's ambition, gone beyond an exorcism
Let the rhymin' guide you, ain't no tellin' what I might do
Can you hear it? Atmospheric, see my spirit's now inside you
Got me in the right mood , bright horizons, shinin' light through
Despite the few who've tried, dude I aint the type to lie to
My style is contageous, but take notice, it's my focus
I've sculpted and I've molded flows to blowup my opponents
Poppin' like I'm potent, not the fastest, not the slowest
But I've got the proper dosage, bout to propser in my moment
Swaggy swagger, moves like Jagger, I'm a Man On Fire
No Denzel, but y'all can tell I'm bout to Yell, cuz I'm so tired
Of the trends & gimmicks, where's the rappers? Where's the writers?
You Go hard, like Bruno Mars? Candy bars have got more fiber
Honestly, it's crazy, all these lazy, so called "rhymers"
They've forgotten, what is sovereign, so right here is their reminder
Sittin' on their writtens, kickin' back in their recliners
All them chickens, and them pigeons, kinda stink like fertilizer
If they want a challenge, here's an invite to the cipher
But don't be too surprised, when I'm striking like a viper
If "Red Bull Gives You Wings" Well I'm flyin' cuz I'm hyper
Hungry? I'mma serve you, but it's just an appetizer
I got the right maneuvers, in Vancouver, I'm the truth
I'm a genius, mastermind, and I was born to re-produce
I crush the beats and move, among the streets a free commute
Ladies love me, cuz I'm cute and yo I'll never be refused
I'm a maestro, at this white flow, not a typo, I'mma seizure
All the wannabes are tight, but I'm a psycho, type of creature
Hit the streets like I'm a preacher, new release, or double-feature
Hear me flowin' through ya speakers, maybe see me on your T-shirt