Alive

歌詞

Easily So easily So easily Easily I think that it's only right I'll let y'all know from the gate I flow with the great rappers of 100 million years ago, yeah Non-identical and non-contendable and still I tell everybody: just do as you will Cause the skills to pay the bills'll be the only thing that still wheel Yeah, I know some people are akward, different, dope, what? Special in they own way, artistically advanced Resulting in a lifestyle enhanced by chance Now that these records are made Tell me what it's like for you when you hear the record played? Hm - dynamic, like one gigantic planet Slightly slanted eyes To see through your disguise What a wonderful makeover, excellent takeover Yo, bring the cake over I wanna eat it too And bring the pies over, I wanna bring em too Yo, bring it all, I want a... look I'm alive as I can be Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree And I'm the son of G-o-d I shine, it just ain't yo time to see I'm the crowd-hyper, rapid fire-sniper Viper, so many rappers in diapers Candy-stripers, we paid the piper That's why we're listenin Windshield wipers and air conditioning And bucket seats while we bumpin beats I never wanna meet the agony of defeat I got a simple plan for a complicated issue I'm a simple man with a complicated issue And my potential, your potential, our potential We can sho' nuff make a change and that's essential Cause the bad boy murderer is on the path And the bad girl Dragon Lady, she knows witch craft She makes me laugh, at the same time she breaks my heart She grabs a hold and she takes it apart But I can see in the dark, I pee in the park Bein a part of the art blazin from the spark Cause I'm alive as I can be Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree And I'm the son of G-o-d I shine, but maybe just too bright time to see I'm a pure bred with the paper and the pencil lead I hit the nail on the head - off the head Got a cold way of flowin, a old way of knowin I'm a Boeing 747 in the wind blowin I hang at the Chop Shop, gettin smarter Got the futuristic Bop Hop, I'm ice water I'm the grandson of Coltrane, the nephew of Miles Charlie Parker told me: we left you the styles My style is gorgeous, I flaunt it to pay the mortgage I forge this past your Average Joes and Georges Huh, they cut the mic on, I'm like a cyclone Got to get my hike on and my half-pike on Look, I'm out your rank, I'm out your class Freestyle up the coastline a whole tank of gas I hit the dank and pass, I spank that ass You flow but I know for a fact you can't last Your rhymes is weak, metaphores is dumb Punchlines like you shootin rubber bullets at the sun Some rappers carry straps and ten-gallon hats But I carry a guillotine and carry em back I carry out the plan with a detailed map I carry a conversation and I carry these raps I don't bury the hatch, I'm very detached I marry this batch, yo, she knows where to scratch I take long walks all the way to the bong shop Rappin to myself havin long talks, let the song drop I got the King Kong Hop, the Godzilla Rock Keep it inside of a strong box cause the killer watts Cause I'm alive as I can be Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree And I'm the son of G-o-d I shine, it just ain't yo time to see Easily We rock the mic so easily I rock the mic so easily Rip up the house so easily Tear down the house so easily We do this so easily We make it sound like easily